Richard Harmon Wife Novels & Stories

"Something wrong?" "I...I guess not," I replied. "I know the lady you're talking about. I thought she was married, though." "Her husband killed himself six months ago," Richard told me. "Would you believe he had AIDS? I mean, if you know this lady, you know she's about as gorgeous as they get. Why in the hell would a guy do stuff to get AIDS if he had a wife like her?"

On her way out, she was kicking and screaming about proving me wrong. I merely shook my head with a scoff, not taking her seriously. Two years later, I found true love with a young, talented pianist from a prestigious family. With Lynne’s blessing, we had the wedding of the century. Only at that moment did I realize that, since the beginning of time, true romantics often came from those born into privilege. A real connection could only be formed once material needs were met. Meanwhile, Krystal fell into despair when her seventh attempt to kickstart her business went bust. She took her life by stepping off the ledge. -END-

He shakes his head in denial, but there is nothing he can do to change any of this. "Why?" I demand. He has the decency to look ashamed. "I didn't want to, Tate. I swear I didn't. But she's got..." he stops talking, looking pained. "You don't understand! I can't let my wife find out! My kids will never speak to me again!" Victoria smirks at me and pulls up her phone. I can see the picture from here. My stomach turns sour. Richard had been cheating on his wife... with Victoria. And I start to wonder if this was all her plan from the beginning.

I tell her. When I got back, I checked out joint account to see if I needed to send her anymore money, imagine my shock when I realize she hasn’t spent a cent of it in years. “I’ve noticed you haven’t used the money from our joint account.” I mention. She nods. “Yes, I got an admin job a few years ago after I got my degree, so I’ve been using that money for groceries.” She says looking down at her hands. I sigh, not saying anything. Olivia always assumes she’s a bother to me. Though we’ve only spent one night together and made our daughter, she’s still my wife and I’ve been faithful to her.

Dickinson was even more bewildered by Harmonia's words. On the way to the school, he had specially investigated Harmonia, so he had a rough idea about her background. She was Absalom's ex-wife with her stunning looks and an ambiguous relationship with Hector, the heir of Marsh Consortium. She also had cunning tactics. His vice president whom he sent to join the Nilus City Chamber of Commerce couldn't stop praising her performance after returning to the company. However, no matter how capable she was, bullying his daughter was akin to slapping him in the face.

And l think mum got it in another way. What were you doing with a married man Daciana? I didn't see my self raising your to separate families. Why..... She didn't tell me anything. A voice came from behind us and cut mum's questions off. I gazed being to see Richard. He is Rachel's husband. He then continued;Miss you are blaming your daughter for nothing. Your daughter and l dont even have a conversation together so when did she tell me that my wife as been un faithful to me for the last two years? Don't remember employing her to be my spy.

"We've never spoken of it directly, not once in thirty-four years, but you've always known. Haven't you." Ryan said nothing, which was answer enough. "Your mother worked in this house," Richard continued, his voice quiet now, almost distant, as though reciting a story he'd told himself so many times in private that the words had worn smooth. "As a maid, alongside my wife's staff, the year my first wife was pregnant with our son. Both women, as it happened, were due within days of each other." He paused, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly. "My wife died in childbirth. So did the child. Three days later, your mother went into labor in the servants' quarters of this very house, and she die

Richard had just told everyone that I was the most honest person he had ever known, yet Bianca had the audacity to claim that he was lying—that I wasn't the person he believed me to be. How dare she? At that very moment, murmurs began spreading through the crowd. People turned toward Bianca, whispering among themselves as they recognized her. “Isn't that Bianca Harrington? The same woman who was married to Mr. Richard Riley—the woman he divorced?” “Yes, that's her. I heard she was thrown out of the house because of her dishonesty and because she couldn't provide a child for the heir of the Riley family.” “She actually has the guts to show her face in this house after practically becoming the

His once commanding presence now looked small defeated even as the weight of everything crashed in at once. His daughter was on every major news channel. His son had become a mystery, working from the shadows. And his wife the one person who used to stand quietly behind him now looked at him like he was the problem instead of the patriarch. He clenched his fists, muttering under his breath, “First Lena… now Jay… and now woman you are supporting both of them.” Madam Hale paused at the doorway, half-turned, and gave him a knowing smile. “This woman has a name, Richard. It’s your wife. The one who kept forget and abandoned her children and play by your rules while you turned it into a PR disast

Even blew on it like she was kissing a boo-boo. I saw red. "Rachel! You're touching him? Right in front of me?" She didn't even flinch. "Aaron actually knows how to treat a woman. Unlike you—you're just an animal. You pound away until I feel torn apart. Aaron is gentle. He's rich. What do you have that he doesn't?" Each word hit me like a knife to the chest. This was my wife. The woman I married. We'd been so happy once. I'd done everything for her.