Rick Quan Wife の小説・ストーリー

The primary subject of their conversations was James. In a break room, Summer noticed four women sitting around and chatting among themselves. "Did you hear? It seems like Mr. Quigley has gotten married," a woman with heavy makeup and a knee-length skirt said with some disappointment. The short-haired woman opposite her replied, "No way. I've never heard that Mr. Quigley is dating. It must be just a rumor." "That's right. Mr. Quigley is so outstanding. No woman in this world is worthy of him.

"That's Kingsley's ex-wife." "No wonder Quentin married her." "She's too young for him though." "They actually look good together." "Quentin Langford got married. That's still shocking." Each comment made her cheeks warm. Thankfully Quentin either didn't hear them or simply didn't care. His hand never left her waist. Not once. The evening moved quickly after that. Guests approached continuously. Business leaders, collectors, investors, some artists and celebrities. Quentin introduced her to each of them personally. And every single time, he used exactly the same words. "My wife."

And then finally, he said, “Yes.” The woman smiled. “Ah. I thought I recognized her. She’s Simon Quinn’s ex-wife, isn’t she?” Silence. Every eye turned to me. Then to Xavier. Then back again. Xavier didn’t flinch. “Yes. She is.” The woman blinked. “Well, that’s… interesting.”

Mrs Kween lamented. "This is actually one of the most difficult case I will be handling, Mr Kween is really powerful, for him to release such post about you cheating on him is so out of line, and his blind fans can't see his fault, I won't even suggest you to check your social media accounts." Mrs Rita replied. "Why does my life has to be like this? I had the worse dad, the worse husband, my life was literally filled with pains and nothing interesting." Mrs Kween cried.

One of the women said, sincerely thinking Queenie was really bluffing. "I don't even apologize to my father. Why should I apologize to a harlot like her?" Queenie didn't just make an accusation. She had texted Roxanne and let the girl who liked to gossip go through some important information. The blabber mouth's name was actually Maria Georgia, the wife of a business Tycoon, Philip Anderson. And although Maria tried to hide her true nature which was a slut who slept with her husband's colleagues, Roxanna actually dug them out.

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.

Her colleagues from the hospital were dining there, and Levi, who had sent me the pink whip, was present, too. "Luna, now I know why you turned us down when we asked you to join us for the celebration. You've been spending time with a handsome guy," said one of her colleagues, who was drunk. Luna's face darkened. "He's my husband. Apologize." No one had expected Luna to react so seriously. They laughed and wanted to change the topic, but Luna said, "It's fine if you make things hard for me, but don't mess with my husband. That's where I draw the line."

Then, she shoved a bill into my hand. “Call yourself a cab to the hospital.” The moment the door closed, I hailed a cab and headed to the hospital. While getting an IV at the hospital, I scrolled through my feed. Javor had just updated his social media. The last photo showed Amaya’s back as she crouched to adjust the equipment. It was posted with this caption. [My dear senior says my livestream’s way more important than some people’s lives!] In the photo, the wedding ring on her ring finger glinted coldly. Our mutual friends were going wild in the comments:

Aku said after a while. “What is it?" He asked washing down the food with the juice. “My friend, I mean the one who introduced me into the slay queen business, she got married a while ago and her husband doesn't seem to mind that she continued with the business, I used to think that was nice of him until recently when I told her I was quitting to start fresh, she wasn't willing to do so, she said she was continuing and her husband doesn't mind. " Shika added taking the bowls into the kitchen.

"I'm Nicole Riddle, the Chairperson of the Riddle Corporation. I'm also Jared Johnston's wife. Five years ago, we got registered in Panem, but there was no wedding ceremony. As for those two kids you mentioned..." Nicole paused for a moment before she continued speaking, sounding casual, "They're our kids." It was as if thunder had struck. Iris widened her eyes in disbelief. "What did you say?" "Th-That's impossible! You've to be lying! That's impossible!" Iris shook her head with all her might. She could not believe it. "The reason why I told you all this is for you to come to your senses. Your one-sided love is a huge joke. It also shows how pathetic you are."