Stefan Moon Ex Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

The woman’s eyes widened so dramatically. “What do you mean fiancée?” she repeated sharply, her voice climbing. “Wait… hold on. Are those news reports actually true?” Damon barely looked bothered. “Which ones?” “That you’re planning to marry your brother’s wife!” “Stepbrother,” Damon corrected smoothly. “And yes. It’s true.” The blonde woman stared at him like he had personally betrayed her and every generation before her. “You cannot be serious.” She dropped her arms from him completely now, frustration flashing across her face. “Do you even realize the kind of chaos this could bring to the company? The media is already going insane!”

All because she had decided to follow Hunter. Dave took the phone back and waited quietly while Emily continued to cry, more openly now that she had needed the call. Five minutes later, Emily calmed down, took the tissue Dave had earlier offered, used it to wipe her tears and asked in a hoarse voice, “Can I borrow the social media account of your cousin’s company?” Star Entertainment Network (Sen) was owned by Dave's cousin, Francis Stern, and to promote his company's artists, Francis had lots of Social Media accounts and each had a large following. Thankfully, Francis was well acquainted with Emily and they had almost dated once.

I said, my voice trembling with fury. "Not until you listen to me!" Adrian shouted, stepping closer. Before I could respond, the door swung open, and Stefan strode in, his presence filling the room like a thunderstorm. "Is there a reason you’re still here?" Stefan asked, his tone icy. Adrian turned to face him, his fists clenched. "This is between me and my wife." "Ex-wife," Stefan corrected, his lips curling into a smirk. "And as far as I’m concerned, you’re trespassing."

At the same time, he couldn't force Lionny to stay with him. Stefan turned his head and watched his wife, who was crying weakly. His wife couldn't do much either. Finally, Stefan gave up. After being left by Grandpa Sanjaya, Stefan had to lose his wife. "All right. Lionny, I divorce you," Stefan said softly.

a woman in her late 60s I guess, asserted. "This is my wife, Ivery Lycanster," Franco introduced, gazing largely at me. "Wow, what a beauty! It's true you're married, Mr Milestone," the woman enunciated and Franco nodded his head before he shifted his gaze from me to the woman. "Yes, I told you she went out of state now she's back. Can I sign the papers now?"

At the same time, he couldn't force Lionny to stay with him. Stefan turned his head and watched his wife, who was crying weakly. His wife couldn't do much either. Finally, Stefan gave up. After being left by Grandpa Sanjaya, Stefan had to lose his wife. "All right. Lionny, I divorce you," Stefan said softly.

she said firmly, avoiding him. All Steffan told her was that she had been found in the river at the foot of Sunshine Mountain. In fact, at that time, she was pregnant. Even if she wasn't sure whether she was married before, the least she knew was that she had a romantic partner. This was the reason she did not want to get close to Steffan. The Yintern family was a renowned family in Capital City and Steffan was still single. There were many women who wanted to get close to him.

Thalassa, on the other hand, was still and stiff, her eyes blazing coldly as she turned them towards Brandon. “Bro, I'm not lying. She even has the same name: Thalassa. Don’t you guys read the news? It's definitely her. She was married to Kris Miller, and he divorced her because he found out she was embezzling money from his family company. She–” Thalassa cut him off, her voice as frigid as her eyes. “The only thing you know is their side of the story, which the media is perpetuating, but there are always two sides to a story. You don't know anything about me.”

“You’re doing this, on your own terms.” I kissed him back, slow and grateful. His hands rested on my waist, warm and steady. For a moment, it felt like the old days... the good ones... when we were just happy together. Later that evening, while I was feeding Lily, my phone buzzed with a news alert. “Billionaire Damon Sterling’s Ex-Mistress Speaks Out: Claims Ongoing Emotional Connection Despite New Baby” The article was short but vicious. Sophia had given a small interview, hinting that she and Damon still had “unfinished business” and that she wished him well with his “new family.” It wasn’t outright lies, but it was enough to stir things up and comments were already flooding in.