Tanya O'rourke Husband Novels & Stories

OSCAR GRAY My heart stopped. If James wasn’t the quadruplets’ father, then who was? Tilda wasn’t loose. She won't just allow any man get into her. Or had she gone back to the kids’ father? Satisfied, Alicia continued. “No, Oscar, don’t let her fool you. Tilda ran off with her lover when James got tired of her inability to give him a child. And what happened after then, huh? Your innocent face resurfaced with four little secrets.”

"And your husband?" I glanced at the clasp on my bag, still smiling. "We're divorcing. I'm sure the hospital's heard by now—Peter's been hanging around OB-GYN. Says she's his sister, but come on, Rebecca. We're both women. We know what that really means." She didn't say a word. Just signed the resignation. "Yuna, the world's a lot bigger when you stop tying yourself to love." I took the papers and headed to my office to pack.

“She doesn’t hate easily. You must’ve done something realy bad. ”He looked tired, his shoulders sagging. “Can we sit first? Talk properly?”I hesitated but nodded. “Sure.” I led them inside to the living room, where we sat on the couch. Tasha perched next to her father, her eyes rolling like she was above it all. Mr. Ken leaned forward, his hands clasped. “It started years ago,” he said. “Alora left everything—our wealth, her home—because she wouldn’t marry some guy, Ryan.

That was hope. Ray smiled. "What about your husband?" "Would you take my husband with us?" Tanya shot back. 'Of course not. No, I wouldn't even take you,' Ray thought. Seeing the trace of disgust on Ray's face, Tanya laughed. "I knew you wouldn't take my husband. That's why I wouldn't even bring him up. Heh—unless you have some special fetish, like enjoying another man's wife while her husband watches and listens from the side, I really can't think of any reason you'd take him along."

"This is an investment for my wife. I hope you know how to use it." Mr. Otis panicked, he had absolutely no idea who Darryl Rider's wife was. He dispatched the entire staff to find out the identity of Darryl's mysterious wife but failed. Until yesterday, the media reported that Darryl Rider and Regina Lynne were married, and even had a marriage certificate signed by the two. Only then did he realize that the singer he had ignored had such a respectable status. While Mr. Otis was deep in thought, the door to his room was banged. Without his permission, Roxana Lynne lost her patience and opened the door herself and entered the room.

O'Connor was his beautiful and gentle wife and Hema was standing firmly behind. "Come here. We're going to witness together what has been making Xelle avoid almost everyone," explained my father-in-law who was now busy moving the cursor on the monitor screen. I... of course didn't refuse his offer. This was a golden opportunity to find out in more detail why Axe's mental state had dropped so drastically. I quickly stepped closer to them. I smile as my gaze meets the eyes of Mr. O'Connor's young wife. Axe was right, she was a very gentle and loving woman.

Sometimes, this friend of his really was full of himself. Even he still couldn’t believe it. He’d worked with Max several times on missions before. Back then, he had no idea Max had a personal mission too, his sister, who was now his wife. He didn’t even know Daphne was Max’s sister. All he knew was that Max was a member of AO. He was always trailing after his “mission”—which turned out to be his wife. It was only recently, after coming back, that he found out. No wonder Max was often absent from their get-togethers back then.

Tanya’s eyes darted frantically to Ethan. “I can explain!” I remained silent, I could hardly believe what I was hearing. When the hell did Tanya start working for Kieran Sinclair? And how the hell did my husband know? Nicolai, however, looked delighted as he reached for my hand. “Ready to go?” I stared at the chaos erupting around us. Then at my husband. A laugh escaped me. “Absolutely.” The city lights streaked past the windows as we drove home. For several minutes, neither of us spoke. Then Nicolai glanced at me.

"There's nothing left to talk about. I'm tired." "Yeah, Ottis. I know you're tired." Tata smiles thinly. "Tired of dealing with other women." Ottis squints sharply. "Watch your mouth." "My mouth is watched, but my husband's behavior apparently can't be controlled." "Samanta!" Ottis snaps. He doesn't care if it's already too late to argue. "I'm speaking the truth, Ottis." Tata approaches. "How shocked I was to find out that my husband was with another woman."

I had barely sat down at my desk when the influencer who called herself Sweetheart recognized me. She tossed a stack of files onto my desk. “Go get me a coffee.” I stared at her in silence. Her name was Tessa Quinn, and she looked uncannily like me. She was exactly Eugene’s type. Could my husband, the man who claimed to love me so deeply, really be keeping a mistress at the office behind my back? I didn’t want to alert her. Even if I was going to divorce him, I needed to gather evidence first.