Robert Cards Ex Wife Novels & Stories

My anger flared as I saw the other patrons looking at us in shock in the restaurant, as they heard Rowan publicly declare me as his wife. "Mr. Carson, why would you end my call like that? You promised to keep our marriage a secret because you have a true love. What right do you have to interfere in my own affairs?" I queried Rowan coldly, as I could not believe the partiality. He tells me that I am his wife on paper only and that I shouldn't broadcast that I am his wife—a trophy that any other woman would be proud to post and announce on her social media page. And yet, he snatched my phone and declined my potential suitor. Was that how I interfered with his relationship with Sage?

He turned to me, his face hardening. “Ma’am, where did you get this card?” “Officer, there’s a misunderstanding,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “That’s my husband’s card. He gave it to me.” Officer Cole narrowed his eyes. "You’re saying Finnian Thorne is your husband?" he said it slowly, like he was talking to someone who had lost their mind. "He is my husband. Or he was... we had an argument." "Lady, you'd better get your facts straight," he said. "That’s a serious claim. You don’t look like you’ve been anywhere near the Thorne residence tonight.”

He looked at it, then at Catherine, his eyes bright. "My mother-in-law's," he said quietly. "For the wedding," Catherine said, sitting down. Trenton reached across and squeezed Catherine's hand. She nodded in approval, no words were needed. Later, after dessert and coffee, as we were preparing to leave, Robert pulled me aside while Trenton helped Catherine with her coat. "He was a good husband to my daughter," Robert said. "He was patient and devoted. She loved him completely." He looked at me steadily. "But she's been gone three years. He deserves to love again."

Robert said and Jeff stared at him confused and then smiled. “You are kidding right?” Jeff asked “No, Wilson is your father. Which means You and Brandon are blood Brothers” Robert said and Jeff became numbed immediately. When he had regained himself, he blinked twice and then turned to Elizabeth. He then turned to Robert and stared at him for a few seconds before walking out of the ward and out of the hospital. “No no, this cannot be true,” he muttered as he walked towards his car but then he saw paparazzi rush towards him. “Sir, is it true Mrs. Hannah Colby is your ex-wife and she cheated on you?”

It was after a fierce confrontation that Anya probably didn't know about. Their divorce was simple. Fiona's second marriage to Ryder was only witnessed by a few people. The divorce from Robert wasn't easy, considering Robert's over-possessive nature. Hurt by Fiona's remarriage, Robert became enraged. He repeatedly attacked Ryder and Fiona's residence, forcing them to move as far away from Robert as possible. This left Anya, whom Fiona found hard to leave.

He glanced at his daughter and signalled for her to move closer to Henry. His eyes fell on Roxanne who had crossed her arms over her chest as if she was watching an interesting show. “However, this strange woman entered your office. Who is she?” “This is Roxanne, my wife,” Henry remarked nonchalantly. Roxanne’s heart raced at Henry’s introduction. ‘Wife?’ She didn’t know why, but that introduction made her feel giddy. Robert's eyes rounded. He thought he had heard wrongly at first. “Wife?” Robert asked. “When did you get married?”

“Oh, I get it, you don't have to say it. But still, she’s just a kid. A teenager, maybe? Whatever connection you both had that night, just let it end here.” Robert’s face hardened. “She’s over twenty. Barely, but she is.” “That still doesn’t change the fact that she’s in no class with Carolyn, your ex-wife. That woman was everything—beauty, brains, the whole package.” Robert’s knuckles whitened as he gripped the steering wheel. “Will you stop talking about Carolyn? I don’t want to hear about her.” His voice was cold. “Help me figure out how to make Emma mine.”

She had been expecting it and since Robert was busy digging a hole for himself who was she to stop him? Mr. Robert, we all know mr FRank Edwards works for a rival company to that of my now husband. Not only did I leave him at the alter and marry another, but a man would never settle for work when his ex is the boss and he has to listen to every word I say’’ ‘’he will, that's just how perfect his level of professionalism is’’ Cassandra may have been stupid, but seeing Robert take out his phone, she was sure they both had something up their shoulders.

I demanded, fixing him with a steely glare. “No, I swear to the moon goddess, there's no sort of relationship between me and your wife.” he protested, his voice trembling. I never expected him to be this foolish trying to cover up the truth. I slipped my hands inside my pocket and I brought out a card, the same card he gave to Daisy. “Dave Robinson.” I read out his name before looking back at his face. “Yes, that's my name.” “You claimed not to have anything with my wife, yet you gave her your card. What for?”

I smiled at him. “Now, can we call this a date because I don’t usually wear my suit for casual dinner.” He stated jokingly. “Sure, let’s enjoy our dinner date.” We ate dinner and enjoyed talking. We tried to get to know each other. I was surprised to learn that Robert is divorced. His ex-wife cheated on him and decided to go with the man who got her pregnant. She filed the divorce and they have been friends after. “So, you didn’t hate her?” I looked at him in disbelief.