Peter Warrick Wife Novels & Stories

want cash when there's a easier form of transaction." Rachel stated. "I want to see you, silly. Don't you want to see me too?" Sara laughed manically and Rachel let out a low groan of frustration. "Why would I want to see you? Is there anything else worth seeing you about?" Rachel muttered harshly. "You keep hurting me with your words. Don't make me reconsider. If I do, you might not be able to hold on to that title of a billionaire's wife. Do as I asked. I'll tell you the location, okay. You are in Los Angeles right? I saw on a gossip blog that you have arrived here. You look good by the way. " Rachel had just had enough of her sister and her annoying tone. She finally clicked her phone sh

I said, watching her closely. She didn’t argue, just turned and walked away after bidding Peter farewell. Once she was out of earshot, I pulled Peter aside. “What’s your relationship with Ava?” I asked, keeping my voice low but sharp. Peter hesitated, his gaze dropping to the floor. He bit his lip like he was holding back. “Answer me,” I demanded. Peter finally looked up. “I don’t want to disrespect you, especially since Ava is your wife now, but… we were close. Very close.”

Chad left the meeting room and brought Peter's wife back, before leaving the room immediately after. Peter's wife was crying her heart out to the point that she was struggling to breathe. "Elliot, I really don't have any other options..." "When did you marry Peter?" Elliot had not heard any news of Peter getting married. "We got married officially two years ago and had our wedding last year. I am five months pregnant now and he has gone missing," she sobbed. "Had the loan shark not come to our door, I didn't even know that he's in such an enormous debt. It's nine hundred thousand! Where am I supposed to get that much money?"

she sang. “We’ll still gonna talk about it,” I sang back. My eyes narrowed when I saw the caller ID. I looked back at my wife as I hit the answer button. “What can I help you with, Mr. Peters?” My wife’s eyes just went wide. Now, I got it. “Tell your assistant to bring the documents to me on Monday,” Peter said. “What changed?” “Your wife.” “Thank you.” “She’s special, Mr. Wollf.” “I wouldn’t have married her if she isn’t.” I hang up the phone. “So you’ve been busy during my nap.”

“Yes, Peter” Peter: Boss, your wife is nowhere to be found sir. Me: So? Peter: She hasn't been home all day. She left this morning and she is yet to be back. Me: she is at her parents. She can’t disappear. Peter: Ok boss, sorry for bothering. As soon as I hung up, I saw Kaira. My phone almost fell off in shock. “Babe, you scared me”. I sighed almost stuttering. “Really? Sorry honey” she walked closer and hung her hand around my neck.

It's my f**king wife, My heart screamed this time. No way!!! And suddenly something in me made me want to kill every person who is looking at her now... *********** NAOMI POV 4 days ago~ "Are you sure he can be their??" I asked Peter.. I am sitting in my office.. Nicholas already left with Betty... "According to my knowledge Yes!! " Peter said... "But i cannot go in New York!! " I said nonchalantly "Why not?? I mean you did get the invitation from the host... And the host is one of you favorite client..... Don't you think it's time to reveal your real identity to the world?" Peter suggested with hope in his eyes...

, Peter gritted his teeth. “So instead of working hard on the publishing house and on your books and writers, you chose to go the wrong path! You chose to send that hired loose character woman to seduce her husband ? What’s her name? Jessica ? Its shameful Peter. I should have never agreed to help you”, Dr Torres shook his head sadly. “I had no choice. Sarah could have continued her hibernation forever”, Peter clenched his fists and huffed.

she pleads, her tone softening. But he hisses. “Why are you begging for her? Why should I let her go?” he snaps. “Is she your daughter or something?” “No, she’s not,” Nonna replies. “But she’s Mr. Warrick’s new wife.” “What?” Matt’s eyes widen. His grip disappears instantly, and I collapse against the wall, coughing violently. “What do you mean… Warrick’s new wife?” “I’m sorry, Matt,” Nonna says quietly, “but she’s his old lady. He married her yesterday.”

“Some of you know me. Some don’t. You will after this. I called this conference to address the ongoing rumors circulating across social media regarding my family and my name. The woman featured in those videos, is merely a favour rendered to a family friend. A close family friend of which I’m sure you all know; Victor Mackwell. My wife’s father. And May Mackwell, the woman in those videos. Mackwell. To put it lightly, she’s mentally unstable. As such needed help. Which I offered, housing her for a while.” what?

“I know my wife is here, Winston. My sister took her from the apartment. He nodded subtly. “Uh-huh. So this is what it’s all about. Why did my wife take your wife from the apartment?” I swallowed hard. I didn’t want to explain. I didn’t have time. I was sure my sister could not keep her mouth shut and tell her husband anyway. “Just let me see her, Winston.” “I’m sorry my wife left. She’s not here,” he said, hiding his smile. “I just talked to Maverick. She said she’s taking my wife home.” I dialed Maverick. It rang, but she did not pick up. “Already trouble in paradise?” His smile finally broke out, and he took his phone from his pocket and dialed someone, probably Maverick. “Hey, baby. Do y