Rick Quan Wife Novels & Stories

Liliana, Jonathan, and all their friends lived a non-gossipy, uneventful life in the next few years. Jennifer got married to Junior Doctor Cox. Jacob’s company got listed. Leonardo stabilized his business and left to complete his studies. Vincent and Alice McDraw tied the knot. Henry had a whirlwind romance with a difficult patient, and they ended up in a shotgun wedding. Henry collaborated with his cousin Amelia to perform some of the miraculous medical feats which brought the Qazi family to the forefront of the Medical industry as they had been for generations.

So not seeing her again since that day confirmed her guess. Pushing that aside, Granny Maria faced Quinn. "So…?" Quinn understood her confusion, and possibly denial, but he did not show it. Instead, he put on a smile and turned to Amanda, snaking an arm around her waist and pulling her closer. "This is my wife, Amanda, we just got married," he said. "What?!" Rosalina McCullough yelled. She had not planned to meet this wife of Quinn's, but curiosity had gotten the better of her. What she had not expected was to see her son's girlfriend on Logan's arm.

Everyone continued watching, but the more they watched, the stranger the interview got. Sherry’s questions strayed from the main subject. “Your wife, Darcy Quint, is the chairwoman of Quartet Group and Sky Ocean Corporation, am I right?” “That’s right.” “You have no status in your family. Your mother-in-law urged your wife to divorce you.” “Correct.” “You have another identity, which is the chairman of Shangrila Group. The late chairman of Shangrila Group, James White, was your best friend, am I right?”

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

I didn’t mean to be that loud but I was already going crazy looking for her and now… “Raph?” She asked craning her neck to stare up at me from her position on the floor. I have never felt so happy and relieved to see those eyes and hear her voice. “Is everything okay? Do you know him, Renia?” Another man's voice asked and I got defensive immediately. “And who the fuck are you?” I asked him. “Is he a threat, Renia?” He asked ignoring my existence. “It is fine, Quinn. He is my husband.” She told him softly then she turned to face me again. “Can you help me up please?” She asked softly, so softly that I didn’t realize it when I went to her side to help her.

“Who is your real wife, Gabriel?” ~ Gabriel blinked, as if the question punched the air out of him. “Celina,” he said softly, almost a plea. “Please, let’s not do this here.” She stepped back, her voice rising, shaky but firm. “Answer me!.” “I’m your husband,” he said quickly. Too quickly. “That’s the only truth that matters right now.” She let out a bitter laugh. “That’s not an answer, Gabriel. That’s a deflection. I’ve seen the photos. The gala. The magazine article. ‘Power couple,’ right? Mr. and Mrs. Gabriel Reyes.”

The rain fell so hard as did Shaquelle who just sat pensive by the window, her hands pressed against the glass wall with tears streaming down her eyes. Yesterday was his marriage to Tristan, yes they finally married Siri and now Shaquelle is Tristan's second wife, as well as Tristan's siste r-in-law. How can she just have two statuses, while she still has a husband?

Even so, they left a substantial family fortune, and the interest alone could make the family's life relatively affluent. Both Mom and Dad didn't expect me to come back today, let alone bringing... a son-in-law?! "What did you say? Is this guy your boyfriend?" I waved my finger, correcting seriously, "No, he's my husband." Quentin let go of my hand, politely greeted the two, "Hello, I'm Quentin, his spouse." "Ah, hello, hello, please have a seat." Quentin, being so handsome, polite, and seemingly obedient, how could they not be satisfied with such a good son-in-law?