Robert Cards Ex Wife Novels & Stories

“Oh? You're planning on using money to ease pain. Hope you know money doesn't buy happiness.” “Give me the card first and see how happy I'll become.” Robert studied me carefully then he chuckled under his breath. “You two are going to destroy my house.” “Your house is already insane.” Robert took another sip from his glass before reaching into his pocket. For a moment I thought he might actually refuse. Instead, he pulled out a sleek black card. My eyes lit up instantly. Robert held it between two fingers. “To be frank with you,” he said casually. “I’ve always wanted to give you this. So it's no big deal.”

So, Michael is back to the square one to let his wife stay beside him. On the other hand, Robert knows already that his cousin has back in the town. In this time, he wants to visit him. However, he does not know yet the current address to his cousin. To hook up, he has crossed his mind to his beloved son who had been passed away 12 years ago. After a few minutes, his ex-girlfriend is calling over the phone. On the phone, Menchie lets the cat out of the bag on him;his husband has left on her. Furthermore, the money that she had placed in the wallet has gone after her husband had left her. In response, Robert tells her;

- She feigned sadness with a forced beak. - What is she anyway? So rude, you've been much better with women Robert. You always preferred blondes! - She's my future wife, May, and my time as a pickup artist has long since passed. Just because I've been with a lot of blond women doesn't mean I don't like brunettes. I'm off, see you later. Before the woman dared to say anything else Robert ran after his wife, who ignored him, and went to the checkout to pass all the groceries. Silently she went through each item as she saw him behind her holding her waist.

The woman handed back the black card I'd given her earlier. "That's impossible." I frowned. "My husband is—" What a jerk! Did Farrell order the bank to block this card? I presented another card, but the result was the same. My whole body was shaking with rage. That money wasn’t only his but also mine as his legal wife.

I said, she quickly grabbed it from my hands and opened it "You are marrying that woman?!" She exclaimed looking pissed off "In a week's time, I thought you should be the first to know" I said, Mom tore the card in pieces "You are not doing something has stupid as that Robert!" "Why, we love each Other and want to begin our own family" A slap landed on my face

He explained to Ethan and Cora's surprise. "What, didn't you give Elder Sofia a wedding invitation last time?" asked Ethan. "Yes, I was supposed to get married, but the wedding was called off on the day. My future wife was killed in an accident," Mr. Robert explained. "I'm sorry to hear that, Megan?" Cora asked back. Mr. Robert then explained again that the same day he was supposed to get married to his future wife turned out to be the day he went to bury her. He lost Elder Sofia and the woman who had almost healed his past wounds with desperate feelings and sadness.

he growled to his assistants. "However," Maeva continued, her voice cutting through the rising murmurs, "as the actual, sole owner of this auction house—and the entire block it stands on—I must inform you of a small technical issue." She reached back into her clutch. This time, she didn't pull out a pen. She pulled out a solid-black, limitless Centurion card, holding it up under the bright chandelier lights. "Kasen, your company's primary credit line was secretly backed by my personal asset accounts," Maeva said, her eyes locking onto his across the crowded room. "Since we are now divorced, those accounts have just been unlinked."

Suddenly he started taking steps forward which instantly startled her as they already had no distance and now he was filling the rest of the distance too. "I told you you're my wife Mrs. Storm. Didn't I." He kept on stepping forward while she stepped back only end up against the wooden door. He slowly placed his palms on the door beside her head. She stopped breathing as soon as he leaned his face closer to her. Their noses were only an inch away. His warm breathing was hitting her dry lips making her gulp down hardly. "I know your ex-husband is still pestering you, my wife. But I don't like to see other's marks on what is mine." Her eyes slightly expanded realizing he was talking about the

There’s something familiar about the younger girl, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. “Is this your family?” “Yes. My wife and daughter” I hate that I don’t know this. “They’re beautiful” “Thank you” he says pausing “not a day goes by that I don’t miss them” “Where are they now?” I have a feeling I’m not going to like his answer, but he brought it up for a reason. “I lost my wife fifteen years ago, to breast cancer” “I’m sorry, Robert” I say, clutching his wallet to my chest.

"Tristin, it seems this illness hasn't cured your temper! If you're going to be this ungrateful, you don't need to be in this hospital. I'm taking you home, so I can teach you how to behave." She turned to go handle the discharge papers. I sneered. "Lily, you aren't even my wife. What right do you have to discharge me?" Lily froze. She looked at me like I'd lost my mind. "Are you playing hard to get? If I'm not your wife, who is? Who else would ever want to be with a deadbeat like you?" As soon as she said that, a firm female voice echoed from the doorway. "That would be me. I'm his wife."