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Steven answered as he beckoned on Stefan to take their order. “Wow, Dad. It's good to see you. How did you manage to get in? I thought this was just for married couples?” “It is. I brought my wife, Serena.” His wife? “Wow… That's… Congratulations, Dad! I'm happy… I had no idea you remarried.” “I didn't. Oh, you should have seen your face, Steven.” William said, slamming the table with his bare palm as he laughed. Steven, who wasn’t sure what the joke was, laughed along with him.

"As if you will be happy if I leave. That drink will definitely knock her off. We have all night for ourselves." "You must be miscalculating because nothing will happen between us tonight. What happened was a mistake and it will not repeat again. I'm now a married man. I'm going back to my wife after I'm done showing you where you will stay. I can't defile the vow I made today. I love my wife." "You may love your wife but I'm sure you want me. You can say all you want but we will definitely end up fucking our brains out again." "I wonder what is giving you the confidence. Tonight, I'm going to sleep with my wife, just like husband and wife. Now follow me let me show you your room." Steve tur

Jeff asked. The man looked at his face. "Stop following her," he answered, hitting the nail on the head. Jeff narrowed his eyes on him. He looked a little bit confused. "And who might you be?" Was he the man she was cheating with? "Steve. Her husband?" One of her brows shot up in disbelief. How could that be possible? He felt the urge to laugh, but the man was all-serious. How could a mere cheater be taking the position of a husband? Amazing!

The person in the photo seemed to be right in front of him, his fingertips gently brushing over the photo, Steven spoke again, his low magnetic voice filled with self-mockery and self-loathing, "She seems happier and sweeter with him than when she was with me." Steven leaned tiredly back in the office chair, closing his eyes, raising his arm to cover them, his Adam's apple rolling, his voice choked with a sob as he repeated in a whisper, "She's married." "Bro..." "I want to be alone for a while." Steven interrupted him, straightforwardly. Seeing him so calm, Ethan became even more worried, better to be angry and crazy, that was the unruly Steven, this appearance had no life. In the end, Etha

Tears freely flowed from her eyes. The door banged open. Revealing a shirtless man. He has long, dark purple hair, a sharp jaw, emerald eyes, and dark skin. Xia looked at him. She saw the man she longed to have in her life. This man is her husband. Ren Liu Wang is a great doctor and owner of first-class hospitals all over the country. The man is ten years her senior. Even though her attitude towards him was not favorable, the man continued to favor her.

"That's not the unlucky part. Paul's first wife ran off with a stripper. They met at her best friends bachelorette party and instantly fell in love." "No way," I shook my head, trying to dispell the laughter that bubbled up. "Wait, it gets better. His second wife dumped him to become a stripper. She thought having a husband would hinder her career." "And the third one?" "Being married to him helped her realize she's gay. She and her new wife are in Vermont, she and Paul still keep in touch though." "Poor Paul. He really has the worst luck ever." I couldn't help but chuckle a bit. "Isn't it funny how were gossipping about our friends when we're the ones getting all the action?"

I said calmly, “Rather than adopting a furbaby, why don’t we get a divorce? Then you can have an actual baby with her.” … My husband, the award-winning actor Jonas Yves, held a grand confession ceremony for another woman. He publicly declared their relationship on the Internet, making headlines and moving hearts. As for me, his wife of eight years, I could only watch the raucous interview from the side like an outsider. The journalists on the scene were in an uproar. The fans in the front row were celebrating. The next second, Jonas put a matching ring on her finger. Under the spotlight, they looked like a perfect couple.

Three hours earlier “Hey. Look who just breezed in.” Jeremy teased when he saw Richard coming over to the VIP section. He pivoted at Devyn. “I thought you said he wasn't coming.” It sounded more like an interrogation. Devyn shrugged off. “Perhaps he changed his mind. Lately, he hasn't been hanging out with us. Being a husband isn't easy. Jeremy, what the hell are you still waiting for?” “Shame the one I love doesn't want marriage.”

I didn't think he'd be this stupid—hanging on every word Peggy spit out. Some people walked by. I screamed, "Please! Help! My baby—help us!" One guy stopped, hesitating. I clung to the hope. "My stomach—something's wrong. Please, just get me to a hospital." He started toward me, but Steven shoved him hard. "She's my wife," he said, jabbing a finger at me. "She cheated while I was gone. I'm just dealing with it. Back off." "I'm not his wife! I'm not!" I yelled, shaking my head.

He looked at his son-in-law and said, “You're out of your mind, Marvin. One whole year your wife took care of you, fed you every week, always loyal to you, but now you have hurt her heart. Elena didn't budge. She fixed his gaze on Marvin's face and said loudly, “Dude! You say that, it means you really want a divorce from Gennifer." Actually they don't care, but they don't want their daughter to be embarrassed because of that stupid son-in-law. What Marvin had bet on sounded crazy. If the Winstons had been teetering on lobbying to keep their business afloat for so many months, how was it that a man who had just gotten out of prison was able to ship so much crude oil?