Novel & Cerita Robert Redford First Wife

"She's my only daughter. I hope you cherish her... protect her." Robert held her gaze and solemnly vowed, "If I ever fail Via, I'm willing to lose everything." Married life turned out to be far more wonderful than I ever imagined. Robert's mother, Elena, treated me like her own. "Robert is perfect in every way," Elena said one evening, her voice tightening with emotion. "It's just... the scars on his face..." Her eyes glistened. "He was injured by a bomb while serving in Afghanistan. You... you're the Anderson heiress, yet you chose him without hesitation. It's the greatest blessing our family could ask for."

"Are you still thinking about your rejection?" Nathan was quiet making Rodriguez guess that was it. He exchanged looks with his wife then continued, "You know when I first met my wife. She wanted nothing to do with me. She rejected me twice and her brothers bashed me to warn me to keep away but u didn't. I tried the third time and she said yes..." "You don't understand." Nathan cut in," I think she's scared of what her father would think of her if she loved me." "Well, you can always try and I thought you wanted to take your mind off her." Rodriguez joked.

It just seemed too impossible to be true. “Robert’s father married two wives,” she said, drawing back my attention, her wistful gaze staring into space. “Lilian was the first wife. You may not have seen her back then because she lives in another part of the city. While I’m the second wife. Being a star actress at that time, I attended a lot of parties and met with rich successful men. That’s how I met his father. Our love just happened and the next thing I knew, I became pregnant for him.” She chuckled, returning her gaze to me though that wistful look still lingered in her expression.

The affairs of the Rhoads family, especially those concerning Janna Rhoads, were always intricate. For days on end, Darwin had been hitting a wall—a formidable wall as solid assolid as iron when it came to prying into certain matters. Specifically, he was stumped by who Fiona, the woman who tied the knot with him, had really married. It was a known fact to Darwin that Janna Rhoads had once extended an olive branch to Dagmar, who had since been thriving under the Rhoads' medical empire. Aware that Fiona had always lingered behind the Rhoads family, he promptly dug into Dagmar's marital status:

But could Robert refer to any random woman as his wife? They were sharing a bed at night. That meant that their relationship was more intimate. The more Cindy thought about it, the more frustrated she became. She really wanted to fly to country A right now and see for herself if Robert had a wife for real. She had thought that he might be in a relationship with Lavender but according to what she heard over the phone, it must be someone else. When did her brother Robert started having multiple women? Cindy did not want to think about it. She could not believe that Robert was already married.

The woman was relieved for a moment, without any reporters following them. "You're really taking advantage of the situation!" Rose smacked Robert in the chest in annoyance. "Is it my fault for being affectionate to my wife?" Robert laughed at Rose's bright red face. "You talkative show-off," the woman grumbled irritably. "Look, isn't she adorable?" Robert asked the hotel clerk on duty in the elevator. "You two are the most romantic and sweetest couple I've ever seen," the clerk said politely with a big smile.

“If Mr. Robinson hears you, I’m so dead.” I nodded quickly and lowered my voice. “But how did the Robinson family let him become CEO? I mean, he’s a love child. Didn’t the legal wife have any sons?” “The first Mrs. Robinson had a hard life. She suffered complications during childbirth with the eldest son and was bedridden for years. She passed away when he was just ten. After that, Mr. Robinson’s father never remarried—he poured everything into raising his eldest. But that guy went completely off the rails.”

“Come in. Robert’s here, too.” Natalie looked past Emma, and her gaze met Robert’s. She didn’t speak immediately, her eyes searching his face as though looking for something. Apology? Forgiveness? Whatever it was, Robert didn’t know if he could give it. Not yet. As she stepped into the living room, her eyes caught sight of Carolyn, sitting in the corner with a soft smile on her face. Robert’s heart nearly stopped. His ex-wife. The woman he had spent years trying to move on from. The woman who had broken his heart and left him with pieces that never quite fit back together.

It was after he muttered those cold words to her that she realized that her husband had brought two foreigners home. "Rowan," she finally got the courage to call his name. She demanded an explanation, the woman who brought home, she recognized her. When her husband was passing through hell because of this woman, she had watched him with a heavy heart and offered him her shoulders even though his pain was for another woman. This woman was no other than Victoria James, her husband's childhood sweetheart. A slender woman with black long hair and eyes as brown almonds. She had a bright smile on her face as she walked into the living room, observing the entire place with keen eyes.

I take a closer look at her face that seemed awfully familiar, when an instant realization jogged my memory. I couldn't believe it, there she was in the flesh. “Jodie Sanchez!”. Roberts first love and ex girlfriend. The very woman whose existence had constantly overshadowed mine in Roberts heart, making me an outsider and contender for his affection for years. Our marriage had always been devoid of love, one that was spun under the binds of a contract. But that never stopped me from optimistically hoping that one day, the only man I had only ever loved would eventually learn to love me back.