Stephanie Soo Fiance Face Novels & Stories

Bitterness and pain shattered in his chest like shards of sharp glasses, but he still managed to stretch his lips into a smile. "Ah-sorry, I got too distracted," Eunae squeaked abashedly, "By the way, Stephen this is Yunoh, the best friend I'm taking about," she started. The man named Stephen extended his hand before him for a polite handshake which he received. "Yunoh meet Stephen, my husband." "Nice to meet you, Yunoh." "Likewise," was Yunoh's only brief reply, bobbing his head as acknowledgement before pulling back his hand.

“Sophie, needs me to call her. I will be right back. I think you two are amazing together.” They smile at me as I back away to the patio. I fake a call so I can collect my thoughts. “Sounds good, Princess,” I say out loud as I go back in. “Sorry. Sophie needed something. So Congratulations!” “Thank you,” Stephanie smiles and leans into Zach. He kisses her head and holds her. He is not happy. She is not the one he wants to hold. I send a quick text to Sophie to fill her in. “Wonderful, we are so much closer to getting home!” Sophie replies. Yeah, once they mark each other.

Real. The caption beneath it read: Campus Couple Goals? Jace Calloway and his fiancée looked more in love than ever after Saturday's alumni luncheon. The comments were even worse. "They're actually kind of cute." "I didn't believe the engagement at first, but they look so natural together." "Did you see the way he was looking at her?" "He's completely gone for her."

“I require a fiancée.” I stared at him. The thought was so absurd, so far outside the realm of my reality, that I actually checked the door to make sure no one else had heard him. “A what?” “A fiancée,” he repeated, laying the document flat on the table.“A temporary, publicly acceptable partner. Six months. I have a situation requiring I appear settled, committed, and absolutely above reproach. It’s an image problem, and you, Miss Chen, are a clean slate with a very large, pressing problem that requires capital injection.”

Three days before my wedding with Adam Wayman, his childhood friend, Diana Smith, came up to us. She ignored me and said to Adam as if it were only natural, “Adam, I know you’re about to get married, but I need you to spend five days with me.” Adam took me by the hand and led me away, just like he always had. Right when I thought our wedding would proceed as scheduled, he sent me a message. [Grace, I’m sorry, but let’s postpone our wedding for five days.] Later, he placed his suitcase by the door and pulled me into his arms. “Grace, I’m sorry. I’m the only one who can handle this project. Wait for me to get back, and I’ll make it up to you properly.” I held him tightly and said, “It’s

I knew that we used to be close but I didn’t remember her at all, even though Rae had tried to jog my memory with photos of the three of us hanging out. “Okay, you’re going to have to explain why Steph being excited about her wedding got that kind of reaction from you,” I said, leaning forward. “What’s going on?” “It’s just… I don’t like her fiancé,” Rae said with a shrug. I knew Rae well enough to tell there was more to it. She just didn’t want to say. I could see it in the way she avoided eye contact and the tension in her shoulders as she tried to look casual with that shrug.

The attendant said, moving over to get it for me. Marcus. I heaved a deep sigh, pushing every guilt aside as I swiped the screen. "Hey," my voice was low, my eyes pinned on my reflection. "Hey, you." I could feel his smile from his voice. "What's my favorite Fiancèe up to?" "I'm still at the fitting house. Are you done with work?" "I'm still here," he sighed deeply. "It's been really hectic today, and I can't wait to come home to you."

“When is that going to happen?” I hesitated. “Soon, sweetheart.” “How soon?” Before I could answer, Steffano appeared and lifted her into his arms. “How about right after your mom and I get married?” Stephie’s eyes widened. “That soon?” He nodded, kissing her forehead. “Yes. That soon.” Something in his voice—his certainty—made my chest tighten. What is he planning? STEFFANO “No waffles?” I asked, raising a brow at Rebecca. She paused mid-motion while placing food on Stephie’s plate. Thankfully, Stephie had already calmed down.

She asked. It didn't take long before Ryan walked in, his face reflecting surprise. “Edward man, what are you doing here?” He shook my hand and I patted his back. “I'm here with my fiancé” I pointed to the dressing room and just then Stephanie walked out in a silk short stylish dress looking so flamboyant. I smiled. Just the right moment. I walked up to her and held her by the waist and she looked up at me in surprise and caution. “Darling, these are my friends. Ryan, my very best brother and his beautiful queen Aisha”

Stephan replied earnestly Amelia sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "I understand that, but keeping such things from me will only create more misunderstandings." “I understand your concern Amelia, but you need to tune it down a bit you are beginning to act like my wife” Stephan joked trying to lighten up the mood “Well I'm your fiancée and your best friend so I have the right to act like your wife” Stephan nodded in agreement, “You are indeed my best friend but for the fiancée part, remember it’s an arrangement for business”