Robert Cards Ex Wife Novels & Stories

I questioned, trying to lighten things up while Carl chuckled, taking a slice out of the cheesecake we had made together. “First of all, Robert has no game, I'm surprised he has even had a woman in the past. I had switched back to delve into my player book, in order to help him at the bar and after they spoke, he still messed things up. I was totally disappointed. To think you were worried he could have won someone like your wife.” Tristan explained playfully, and I wasn't all that shocked but more amused. Robert had clicked with the guys on my wedding night, but I remained skeptical about him being that Iris seemed extremely comfortable with him. Robert had come to me like a man and said,

She interrupted me. "Just tell me already.. I might have a reason why I really wanna know what you are doing here?" She said.. reducing her voice and being calm with me now. "I.... I am Mr Maya's wife" I finally confessed. "She is Mr Maya's Wife" Robert said at the same time with me.. ******** ******

Then he came back to my side and sat where he was previously seated. Shawn placed the tab by his side and opened the wallet before me. He brought out a black card, along with another credit card. They both had my name on it. Cassie Elias. Cassie Elias? That sounds so fucking weird. Maybe because I still wasn’t used to the fact that I was married to Shawn and besides, no one really called me my husband’s name. “I gave you my card but you refused to use it so I contacted the bank to arrange yours. This should make you more comfortable.” He gestured the cards to me but of course, I didn’t accept it.

If there was an issue with our cards, surely, he could have informed me at least twenty-four hours before, right? "Jones, what's going on?" I spat the moment he picked up the call, "My cards aren't working, I am in the middle of a transaction." I announced quickly and shot a smile to the impatient cashier. "I am so sorry ma'am.” He apologized and I rolled my eyes. “Mrs. Scottland instructed me to block all your cards, You can't—" I froze from that point and could barely register anything else. Had Mother taken it that far? Just because I refused to marry James?

Robert didn't like women like Belinda who clung on relentlessly, like a stubborn piece of gum. Mr. Gray had already made it clear that he didn't like her, yet she shamelessly kept coming back. How utterly shameless! "Miss Carl, Mr. Gray is married. Please stop coming over," Mrs. Robert said, clearly disliking her presence. Belinda tried to keep her patience. "I know, but hasn't Scarlett gone missing?" "Our Young Mistress has returned, so please stop coveting a married man," Mrs. Robert replied, and then promptly shut the door.

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.”

After returning home, I immediately dug out the spare phone Iris had left behind. Even though she had been incredibly cautious, I still managed to find screenshots of her transfers to Tristan and her luxury purchases in her hidden photo album. Altogether, it added up to more than a million dollars. This was marital property. I sorted the evidence into categories and printed it into a formal dossier. Then, I called Ms. Lovelace once again. "Hello, who is this?" Ms. Lovelace sounded a little irritated on the other end of the line.

Few moments later, there is a red carpet with lights on both sides leading to somewhere. I didn't notice that there’s a red carpet a while ago. “Shall we wife?” My husband sweetly ask me. I nodded. Still shock and amaze at the same time. He held my hand and walk on the red carpet. I can’t help myself to cry when we reach the garden. There's a romantic set perfect for couple. There’s red roses petals that are scattered in the grass. The romantic table is place at the center of the garden while there are candles surrounding the table that formed a heart shape.

"Stay at home and get some rest, Will. I'm going to go look for your mom." Once I had recomposed myself, I started up my car and had no idea where to go. Afterward, I somehow ended up at Robert's home. To my surprise, I actually saw Celine outside of his home. I began to follow her discreetly. Once I remembered that she didn't return home last night, my heart sank. My wife, whom I hadn't seen since the day before, had spent her Valentine's Day with another man. Celine was holding a bouquet of flowers. When I saw how ecstatic she looked, I clenched my fists and felt extremely dejected. We had been married for seven years, yet she had never once bought me flowers. Now, she was buying them for

When I first moved in here I wanted to redecorate but Robert didn't want to, he said he had left the house how Ethan's mother left it before she died. The bitch, even though she was dead she was still living with us, Robert muttered her name in his sleep and other shit like that. if I didn't know the motherfucker and that he was incapable of loving anyone but himself, I would assume that he loved her. Maybe he was just feeling guilty because of how he treated her, I heard rumors that he was cheating when she was dying of cancer. Damn! and I married him. Everywhere smelled of his annoying cologne and today I wore a silk emerald dress, its hem brushing my knees, my blonde hair swept into a chi