Rolf Scamander Spouse Novels & Stories

But as my hand almost reached Roland, something inside me snapped. No, I couldn’t give up that easily. Sarah was my ex-wife. She had loved me once—deeply. If I could make her see how genuine I was now, maybe, just maybe, I could win her heart again. “Are you making the search?” I asked suddenly, forcing steadiness into my voice. My eyes met Roland’s through the reflection of his tinted glasses. His fingers never stopped moving over his phone screen. After taking the pictures as I instructed, he had been digging for information about the man with the Ferrari.

When she saw the opportunity, she acted upon it and now she became Roland's wife. Even though Roland actually doesn't like her, she never cared about his opinion. As long as he is giving her money whenever she needs it, she doesn't care. "Roland's first wife was bedridden for more than a year. I was her nurse then. I used to go to the Hamilton mansion and I used to take care of her. I know she wouldn't last very long, so I planned to seduce Roland. But he was so invested in his wife, he never glanced at me. So I thought of another plan to make my spot permanent beside him in that Mansion. So I drugged him and became his forced Mate. He didn't have many options left, but to marry me. That's h

He could feel sweat forming on his forehead. Adrian looked at him closely. “You seem nervous. Is everything alright?” Roland looked down, his hands trembling slightly. “Sir, I came here to tell you something. Something very important.” Adrian leaned forward. “Go ahead.” Roland took a deep breath. “It’s about your wife… Savannah.” Adrian’s eyes narrowed instantly. “What about her?” Roland looked up slowly. “Someone wants to hurt her. Someone dangerous.” Adrian froze. “What do you mean? Who?”

she said quietly. "We’ll make sure of it," Anna added, her tone firm. **** Maureen sat at her desk, her focus drifting until a news alert flashed on her phone screen. Her eyes quickly scanned the shocking headline: **"The CEO of the Rolland Group of Companies, Mr. Michael Rolland, embroiled in a scandal involving betrayal and backstabbing of his ex-wife, Miss Anna. Accusations of forcing her to forfeit property division and even allegations of assault have surfaced. As a result, the Rolland Group’s stock is plummeting."**

But there was nothing. Frustrated, I screenshot the image and started digging into his marital status. Cole was married to a woman named Yasmin Estrada, the daughter of a modest restaurant owner. But here’s where things got strange: Yasmin’s presence was practically nonexistent. No pictures, no records. It was as if she had been erased. Instead, Cole’s photos were dominated by Sarah Lolthammer, a stunning actress who seemed to fill the void. Her pictures took up at least 80% of his profile.

“The first time I saw a woman who rejected my big brother so blatantly… I was so happy. Maybe we can be good friends, Amanda.” "Be polite, Rolly." Rhysand replied. The arrogance faded on Roland's face, alternating with a sullen expression. "And she never be your best friend." "So explain to us what really happened with both of you?" Samantha's husband came out, who was now carrying Ruella, the little girl blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at all of us with innocent confusion. Forgetting all my awkwardness, I spoke, “Nothing happened. I'm just his assistant." "Wrong." Rhysand rebutted me quickly.

"Mr. Sparks… The way I see it, Frank probably wouldn't give Kenny the pill, given his attitude." Rolf glared at him. "You think?!" "Exactly—it's better to do it yourself than ask for it," Phineas said. "It's pointless to pin your hopes on others." "What are you talking about?" Rolf snorted. "I can't tell the dojo's apprentices what to do, and your goons would never win against Frank. We're never getting the Ichor Pill!" "Yes, and since brute force is not an option, we can be smart about this." Phineas chuckled. "I know for a fact that Helen Lane of Lane Holdings is Frank's ex-wife. Even if they're divorced, they definitely still care about each other…"

“What? What do you think you are doing? Rolf, stop them! Do you have any proof? Do you?” She screamed but Rolf didn’t even blink. He watched as his wife was being arrested. Rolf was done with Ingrid. He said to her coldly, “You confessed to everything just a minute ago. You just said you tried to kill Kail in New York and make it look like a car accident. I always knew my whole life was a giant mistake, but to have you as my wife was the worst of all the mistakes. Trying to kill my only son…” “Rolf! That’s not true. Listen to me. Look at my face! Do you not see the scar your bastard son put on my face? Your son did it! You know he did, yet how could you do this to me…!”