Polo G Wife Novels & Stories

I bet she wanted to get the attention of every guy in this place, too. He had almost ordered her to change into another suit. There was no longer the sober placid façade he could control. It's an Eve in every way (Eve is Adam's wife) who dared to challenge a man to hell and pick a poisonous apple that looks as sweet as candy. Instead, he mumbled a few remarks under his breath and ignored the matter. He wondered if there was a glint of pain in her eyes, but when he looked again, she still had the same annoyed, ironic look of the woman he'd married.

So, I asked Celeste, "Why did my wife get you to be with me? Did she say anything to you?" Celeste had gotten dressed and had put on her shoes. Her bags were also packed. "How would I know that? The bottom line is—you have a deal as long as you pay up." Perplexed, I asked, "Are you best friends with my wife, then?" Suddenly, Celeste directed her gaze toward me, her expression extremely seductive. "It seems like your wife hasn't shared anything with you, has she? We used to work at the same club back in the day.

"Yes!" Perla took out her life's acting skills, "Husband, you have to believe me, it's really him who has been pestering me, and I'm almost annoyed to death, so I brought a bodyguard to warn him to stay away from me!" Kian glanced at the bodyguards surrounding Edward and Ragnar, the tense atmosphere really didn't look like cheating. "Dare to touch my wife, I think you don't want to mess around! Someone, grab both of them and break their legs!

It was a picture-perfect moment, one that she had grown accustomed to over the years. Behind her, the sound of champagne glasses clinking and polite laughter filled the air. Their annual charity gala was in full swing, and Rory was playing the role of hostess to perfection. Her husband, Julian Saint Clair, was mingling with the guests, charming them with his famous smile and effortless charisma. Rory's eyes narrowed slightly as she watched Julian laugh with a young, beautiful woman. She was a model, or an actress, or something. Rory couldn't quite remember. All she knew was that the woman was young, and beautiful, and completely enamored with Julian.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

It went viral in an instant with hashtags like [LokemanGroupWithdrawsfromSnowGroup], [PowerMarriageFallsApart], and [GeorgiaCheating]. As a flood of comments and messages rolled in, I turned off my phone indifferently. This was just the beginning of the end for the Snow family. However, it was a fresh start for me. It was one worth celebrating. I glanced at my schedule, and there was an auction at Jute Palace. I had not planned on going, but a limited edition Patek Philippe watch in the catalogue caught my eye. It had an excellent design. I could buy it as a divorce gift for myself.

The woman looks like a fire, a lava walking inside the mansion because of her sexy dark red dress that shows the curve of her body perfectly and her fiercely gorgeous face that anyone can fall. " He married a seductive woman. I didn't expect it" Perol unconsciously mumbled as he walked towards his Grandson. " Is she your wife?" Perol immediately asked, and Xander nodded. " What is her name? Introduce her to us." Perol commanded. A sexy chuckle echoed to the hall that came from Giselle. Who is looking at the Head with a sexy smile in her eyes. " Goodafternoon Grandfather, My name is Giselle Hidalgo Monteverde. The wife of your handsome Grandson Xander Monteverde. It's my honor to finally meet

At least he spoke about his wife… he wasn’t trying to hit on her. “This is my wife,” he carried on, showing her a picture of a tall woman. “Her name is Alexis and she is the love of my life.” The conversation carried on and Pandora slowly eased into it. Milton revealed that he was a police officer and he could tell she was divorced by the little white line on her ring finger and that she had a messy divorce. At the end of the flight, Pandora laughed when she found out they would stay in the same hotel. “I am telling you, Pandora. You should come by and I will introduce you to my family,” he said and handed her a card. “Remember to have fun.”

“ and who’s your wife?” “ Her name’s Zara” She narrows her eyes again. I’m beginning to wonder why she’s wearing glasses, if she needs to squint so often. “ Zara, as in the Parkinson girl?” She really does know everyone. “ That’s the one.” “ You’re her billionaire husband? The one whose face was splattered round town when you both got married? What have you done to the poor girl?”

Seeing this, Emily gritted her teeth angrily and yelled at him, “Hey, did you not hear anything that we said? She doesn’t deserve to be protected! If you know what’s good for you, stand aside and let her teach this skank a lesson!” Gael glanced at her icily, “I’m afraid I cannot let you do that.” When the chubby woman got a grip on herself, she glared at him and yelled at the top of her voice, “Do you even know who I am? I’m Giovanni Parker, wife of Bezalel Meyer. The owner of this gym is my husband!” “How dare you tell me what to do and what not to do in my husband’s gym house? Someone call the security to drag out this retard out of here!”