Novel & Cerita Riel Manuel Ex Wife

I forced a smile on my face wanting to look like a polite and respectful wife to Jarrod's friend, “Sir, I really hate to bother you but you're Cameron Petals, my husband, Jarrod's best friend right?” His eyes settled on the ground and he let out a sigh, “No” The smile on my face disappeared and I quickly put a leg inside his house when I noticed he was about to close the door. “Sir, I know you're my husband's best friend. I.. don't know why you're denying it though but you must've heard Jarrod Smith talk about me, I'm his wife Bella and recently something really big happened and he wants to divorce-” “-Leave” he interupted giving me a stern look.

This was the last thing I needed - I already had one good-for-nothing to support, but that one was my son; I wasn't going to support someone else's deadbeat kid. After Julian left, I called my henchman, as I needed to know how Manuela was doing. He told me again where she was, and I thought he had done well - no one would look for her where he had taken her. But he said she had woken up and was badly hurt, telling me he had bought medicine and bandages, and his wife was taking care of her. Oh, but if she ended up with even the tiniest mark, I would make Rita pay for it. I told him I would call later with instructions, but that I would reward him very well.

The contact sends an unexpected ripple of warmth through me. “You’re overthinking this,” he says. “I don’t think that’s possible when my husband rewrites our marriage in front of international media.” “You are my wife.” “That wasn’t the question.” Silence settles again. I look down at our hands. At some point during the walk out of the ballroom, Adrian took mine again. I hadn’t even noticed when. Our fingers are still intertwined. I slowly try to pull away. His grip tightens. Not aggressively. Just enough to stop the movement.

Ellen replied, her eyes narrowed. “You know, sometimes, I do not think you realize that you’re the one out of place. Our father cheated on my mother with your fr*aking mom and you think you get to say a word to me?” Liora asked. Ellen took a step back consciously from the venomous look Liora was shooting from her eyes. “Stay away from Father. You already jeopardized all we had when you ran away from home," Ellen warned. “And you don’t think my life was jeopardized when I was forced to get married? Whose money, by the way, paid for your f*cking medical degree!” Liora snapped.

Her expression was filled with discontent, "Phoebe, why did you invite her? She doesn't appeal to me?” "Annie, please remember that Ms. Radomill is Clarence's ex-wife," Phoebe stated. “She cannot be insulted." Annie said with a contemptuous sneer, "She's just his ex-wife. Does she still think she can go into our Conrads' Mansion even if she isn't pregnant? In addition, Clarence and you are about to tie the knot. She ought to leave as quickly as she can." Annie had been holding in her rage for so many days, especially since Clarence was now in the garden. She blurted them out without hesitation at that moment. She intentionally raised her voice since she thought Stella wouldn't be able to hea

“The pay is ten times more than here.” Marie raised her eyebrows. “Ten times?” “Yes. And most of all… It’s far from my past.” I was talking about my ex-husband. I didn’t want to see him again. He had left us and the best thing was to keep my distance from that bastard and try to start a new life with my daughter. When we got to the airport, Selena saw the planes as her eyes were wide open. “Mama, look at the big plane!” “Yes, baby, we’re getting on that one.”

She let out a quiet, humorless chuckle that barely masked the pain underneath. “For the sake of my career, and because I owe it to myself, not to any of you, I’ll clear your minds,” she said firmly. “Because this is my life, my problems, my mess to deal with, not yours. I truly don’t understand why people feel entitled to spread rumors and then expect me to clean them up.” The hall stayed silent. The only sound was the faint hum of the camera's recording. “Franklin Blackwood is my ex-husband,” she continued. “We were married ten years ago, and divorced long before I met George. And I was never pregnant for Franklin. Never.”

“Jessica, listen, I’ve been through this, so I have to say a few words to you.” One of the women, appearing in her 40s, wore quite a lot of accessories, and her necklace alone could have cost over 200 thousand dollars. Her husband was the CEO of Everlink Real Estate in Impelia. Although they were married, the couple had long been estranged, having no affection for each other for 10 years, each having their own affairs.

In short, the man had lost everything and become penniless in a single day. The detailed report left Inez’s heart aching. She wanted nothing more than to find Mario, hold him close, and comfort him after all his recent misfortunes. That ex-wife of his was truly cruel and heartless! If she ever ran into Rosita in person, Inez thought she might even slap her or tear her apart. How could a wife do something so vile to her own husband? Abandoning a loyal spouse for someone like Rinaldo Situmorang of all people?!

Something about him seemed familiar, though I couldn't place where I might have seen him. The man's eyes widened, while I tried to shrink back. He recognised me before I could think where I saw him. "Well, well... Isn't it the famous Carlos Mendoza's wife. What brings the senora to this part of town?" I felt heat rising to my cheeks, both from embarrassment and anger. "Ex-wife," I corrected sharply. "I'm his ex-wife." The man raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by this information, "Ex-wife? How interesting. The business circles were all talking about the Mendoza heir's marriage to the wealthy heiress. What happened to the fairytale?"