Peter Warrick Wife Novels & Stories

Let's get out of here," Dad said, swiping through his phone. We sauntering made our way to the exit. "Sir, please stop," a strange voice said from behind us. We returned our attention to the speaker. A young lady in a formal outfit with a ponytail and a small height. She walked up to us and bowed respectfully in front of us. "Good morning Sir, I am your wedding planner. "My name is Nyka," she said with a stiff nod. "Good day, Miss Nyka." We're sorry, but we've decided to move our wedding back to London."

I said, “What happened between them?” “Fuck everything, Emma! I won’t let that damn Warren have you. I won’t share you with him. And if you accept him, I swear I will reject you without caring if I die trying,” Parker interrupted, bouncing with fury in his eyes, completely naked. Peter stood rigidly in his place for a few seconds. Then I felt him pull me away from his chest, holding me tightly by the arms. I raised my head. He raised an eyebrow and, with an extremely cold voice, said, “Warren? Like Warren Foster? Aren’t just the three of us supposed to be your mates, Emma?”

"What's going on here?" she asked in perfect Italian, her tone brooking no argument. The officer snapped to attention. "Racheal, this man is demanding to see a prisoner, Abigail Johnson." The woman turned to me, and I felt the ground shift beneath my feet. It was none other than Racheal Williams. My ex-wife. I hadn’t seen her in years, not since the divorce. My mouth and eyes couldn’t help but open widely. She was looking more powerful and confident than I ever remembered.

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.”

Sarah looked at them and her heart filled with happiness. "Dad... Natasha..." "Sarah What are you doing here?..." Peter frowned looking at her with worried expressions. Sarah ran towards him and grabbed his hands desperately. "Dad please help me... He kidnapped me..." She pleaded with glossy eyes. Peter looked at Damian. "Why she is here Damian?..." Damian stood up as if he is getting bored by this drama. "She isn't here as your daughter, she is Xavier's wife and I have a business with him. Stay away from this matter..."

“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.

Your Husband, Maria Walker.

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...