Rolf Scamander Spouse Novels & Stories

However, she did not dare to answer it, so she turned off her phone directly. On the other side of the phone call, Mrs. Goldwin was exasperated. ‘When Nollace told me about Roland’s extramarital affair with Roxy the other day, I didn’t believe Roland would betray me. But as soon as I returned home, I instantly realized that Roland has been becoming more and more superficial to me.

I was just too stupid to realize it. I forced a smile at the little girl. She waved and ran off, taking the piece of my heart she touched with her. After I gathered myself to call a cab home, a notification popped up on my phone—a notification from Miranda Rowe. She was Rolf's childhood friend. She'd posted a short update. [With you here, I don't feel so sad.] The picture showed Rolf feeding her. They seemed really in love. I painfully shut my phone and turned toward a nearby little bar.

As she cried, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "This woman is having an affair with my daughter's husband, and now, she is hitting me! Anyone, please help!" "I don't know who you are." Rowena was baffled. "If you don't tell me, I'm going to call the police." The middle-aged couple had different responsibilities. The wife was responsible for crying to attract attention as the husband grabbed Rowena so she could not leave. "I know you don't know who we are. I'm Darren Sanders, and she is Penelope Sanders. I'm sure you know who Randall and Lola are," the husband said. "You guys… are Lola's parents?" Rowena asked.

They were just trying to trick me and make me feel weak. “I think he should fuck off” Rolf glared “let him run away, like the dog he is. He only thinks about himself. He’ll just betray you if you don’t kick him out now. He’s already stolen all of your food for himself.” “Son” Carlo’s face hardened as he turned to Rolf “we don’t want to split this family apart any further….” “FUCK OFF!” Rolf laughed, which made Honey whimper and cry “You threw Stripes into a van! You know what? We were the ones who used the knife to kill someone” he swung his free hand around “he’s been killing people every week and eating their guts!”

“Yolanda, you ran into someone you know?” Yolanda acted cute and docile the moment she saw the young man. “Honey, hurry up and come here. It’s the college friend I mentioned to you before, Sadie Wolfenden.” There was a flash of awe in the eyes of Yolanda’s boyfriend, Juneau Floch, when he looked at Sadie. “Sadie Wolfenden… the GM of Wolfenden Corp.?” Juneau asked in confusion, “Those who are in the event tonight are all decision makers of big companies in Skyspring.

“Find out. If I did, destroy it. And get me more information on the accident. A comprehensive report on everything that happened in the last ten years and everything I should know to be able to keep up the appearance that I don’t have half a brain.” “I’ll tell you this right off the bat.” His tone dropped conspiratorially. “We’re in passive war with Giancarlo Conti. We need the Grand Marlow to paralyze the syndicate. And your wife dated his son, Orlov Conti, in university.” My jaw clenched at the last sentence. A wild protective streak seized my chest. Rosalind Marlow was contracted to me. Married to me. She reeled me up and out of the abyss with a single touch, and I was supposed to not rea

The moment James opens the door and sees me he is shocked, I hope it is because my wife and daughter are with him but no, they are not. “Do you think we can go against you after you ruined our careers?” Lola his wife says. “I didn’t ruin your careers you ruined it yourselves, I just let patients know that you don’t mind sleeping with their partner,” I say coldly. “Seem you don’t have what I am looking for, goodnight.” Conan and I travelled the whole night, from door to door with all the possible people who could be suspects in my wife's disappearance. But no one seemed to know where she could have been.

Kira did not show up for a long time because she wanted to delay this talk. However, Clayton did not rush her. He just waited in the office, downloaded a template from the internet, modified some things, and printed it out. When he sat down, the pain in his right leg eased a little. Not long after, a message popped up on his phone. It was from Roland. “Mr. Sloan, this is the psychiatrist who is treating your wife. He’s well-known in Mediania and abroad, and he refuses to disclose your wife’s situation.” Clayton’s vision blurred.

She will also investigate. About thirty minutes later, Rollo walked inside Ragnar Marshall's office, he had immediately sent for him. "It was in your 'birthday party' that my wife was raped. I thought you planned with some people to set her up using birthday party as disguise cause I investigated and found out your birthday is three months time so that party you celebrated was all a charade." To defend his honor, Rollo knows better not to lie. This was how he was trained. "It's true. The birthday party was planned and miss. Brigitta was the target. She was to be raped and the rape scene was to be on tape."

"The warehouse was the first. He grabbed my throat, squeezed hard enough to choke me but not enough to leave marks. Then he checked a pocket watch and said he had to go see his wife." Roland's arms dropped to his sides. "His wife." "That's what he said. No report in ten years of tracking has ever mentioned a spouse. No intercept, no informant, nothing." His wife. The words still felt wrong in my mouth. Like a fact that didn't belong in the same sentence as fourteen confirmed kills. I watched the word rearrange something behind his eyes. A decade of building a profile on the most dangerous vampire in the world, and a single detail was pulling it apart.