Riel Manuel Ex Wife Novels & Stories

she said, trying to tease him. "I do have someone mom but she's married" he spoke softly. "Tell me, who is she? Which family is she married to? We are the richest, we'll wave at her with our money" she said. Manuel faced his mother. "She's married to the richest man in the world mother, it's Michelle!" He said. His mother gasped and closed his mouth. She looked around to make sure no one was hearing their conversation. "Michelle? Are you crazy? Of all people, Michelle?!" She asked.

“Have you guys met before?” “I knew her boyfriend, Rodriguez. He is Isabella's ex-husband”. Manuela told him the truth. It would be no use hiding it from him. Sheila will definitely spill it out later. “She is the same woman who chased Isabella out of her matrimonial home. I had no idea that she was Paul's ex. Eeww."

"Take your hand off me, bastard." Ray laughed, rubbed a hand on his beard. "Who, me? Bastard? As far as I can remember, you are the bastard here." Marcela stepped in. "Enough of that, Ray. We have to understand what Ryan is going through. He just got separated from his cheating wife." Ryan was cut off guard. He looked at his stepmother, surprised that she knew about his divorce. "Who told you that?" Marcela shrugged, bent and retrieved her glass cup. "I have my ways of knowing the latest news, my dear. So, what happened to you lovebirds? I always told you back then that she was nothing but a freeloader."

Shiloh was done talking. Manuel didn't deserve another word. "I was your wife for five years. I did my part. I owe you nothing. So leave. For the rest of my life, I never want to see you again." Manuel knew he had no right to ask her to forgive him. But giving up? Not happening. He'd only ever been in love with two people. One was the Rainee he'd made up in his head—the sweet, clueless girl. The other was Shiloh.

Looking at her manic state, I found the entire scene incredibly pathetic. "I hid my skills?" I asked, my gaze stone-cold. "If you had bothered to look at the hospital's wall of honor even once, if you had asked a single doctor in cardiothoracic surgery, if you had shown even a shred of interest in the man who was your husband in name for the past two years, you would've known there isn't a single chest in this state I can't crack open and fix." Beside me, Cole let out a sharp scoff.

"You're unbelievable, Allison. You treated your husband like garbage, and now you're blaming me for everything that's happened. "Besides, the money's spent. What right do you have to take it back?" Allison let out a cold laugh. "We'll see what my lawyers have to say about that." Since many of the gifts were of exorbitant value, Clarence was forced to return them, including a house. A dark, vicious glint flashed in Marlena's eyes, and an ugly idea crossed her mind. She wanted to kidnap Allison. A violent scuffle broke out between them. Allison unleashed all her pent-up rage into the fight. She desperately wished she could start her life over and stay far away from a parasite like Clarence. It

"I can't imagine how much this hurts. I'm so sorry for what you're going through. Where are you heading now?" "The hospital. Prenatal checkup." The interview went viral within hours for her calm, unflinching recounting of the betrayal and the shocking contrast between her glamorous mafia wife identity and her devastating situation. It didn't take long for netizens to dig out my identity, and the entire world now knows the woman in that video is me. Elena, Donna of the Moretti family. Three years ago, Vincenzo Moretti, the undisputed Don who ruled Boston's underworld with an iron fist, threw me a wedding that made headlines across the nation.

“Pities you? “My wife earns $50,000 a month. She gives you $20,000 and leaves me with $5,000. She spares an additional $15,000 to buy gifts for you! She also sets aside $10,000 to buy stuff for you and your daughter. “She bought a mansion for you and enrolled your daughter in a private school that costs $100,000 a year. She brought her parents here to take care of your daughter. “As for me, I took care of Jack alone. I had to budget to cover our expenses as a family of three. I paid you a large sum from my meagre salary and had to struggle to make the rest last on my son’s public school expenses. I was crazy to have hired a homewrecker to be my manny!

“My ex-husband did not stick to his wedding vows. Also, one woman whom Ryan dated for almost a year cheated on him.” “I’m so sorry for what your husband did to you. And who’s this woman who cheated on you, Mr. Ryan?” the interviewer eagerly asked. “You don’t have to name her on the television if you don’t want to,” Vivian told him. “No, I don’t mind revealing her name,” Ryan said, appearing a bit dull, “after the stunt she pulled yesterday.” “Stunt? What stunt?” the interviewer curiously asked.

Danita isn't stupid, so I expect none of this to be easy. With Kiley in Gabriella's capable hands, I drive to Manuel's wife and inform her of his death. They'd been married for ten years and don't have any children. Giving her the news is bad enough and I shouldn't be relieved she has no children to fall back on but I am. I call in reinforcements and several of the women associated with the men who work for us stay with her. They are wives and girlfriends and this isn't the first time they've comforted a new widow. In the world we live in, it won't be the last.