Tequan Richmond Wife Novels & Stories

Theo raised the hand in which he held the glass and cut it off. "There is no need to insult her. Josephine is my wife. ” “ How much longer, Theo? ”She whispered, leaning toward him. His eyes narrowed, but his lips still parted. "You don't like green. Everyone knows she is worn by jealous women. Vanessa pursed her lips. “Am I jealous? To her? ”She said mockingly and laughed so loudly that all heads turned towards them. "Your wife comes from a family of thieves. Giving such a last name to someone like that will be the way to your downfall. ”

Rico greeted the elderly woman “ come over son ” “ Who is she ? ” Old Nanny asked Rico “ The boss's new wife ” Rico answered “ Wife ? ” she asked in surprise “ yes ” “ Mr Ryan Reynolds is married ? ” “ when ? ” Old Nanny asked looking at the lady lying on the couch “ Yesterday ” Rico replied “ God of heavens ” she exclaimed in a whisper not wanting to wake the tired looking bride “ why isn't she sleeping in the guest room ? ” “ I wanted to show her to the master's bedroom but she declined saying she would find her way around ”

“You should ask your husband about Thailand.” Every muscle in my body locked instantly. No. Sophia smiled wider when she saw the panic on my face. “You deserve honesty, don’t you?” she continued softly. “Go check online. I’m sure it’s already trending.” Tessa frowned slightly. “What are you talking about?” Sophia’s eyes slid toward me deliberately. “Richard has a baby mama. “The world stopped. “Sophia!” She chuckled. “And she’s still living in Thailand with his son.” Tessa’s face lost all color instantly. “No…” she whispered weakly.

He can see it in Dwyane's eyes. "What is the name of your wife?" PO2 Lopez asked. "Rhea Montreal," Dwyane answered. "Is she really your wife? You do not have the same surnames," PO2 Lopez asked with confusion. "Actually, we are just live in partners." PO2 Lopez looked at Miss Fatima. "Miss Fatima, do you know who is Rhea Montreal and what is her relationship to you?" he asked. "She is my bestfriend, before," Miss Fatima answered with a low tone in the word 'before'. "She is also the ex-wife of my husband." she added.

I heard my mom's voice, and immediately I rushed towards her. "Mom, you wouldn't believe what I just saw today, or rather heard today." "Becky, if it's about your shameless sister, then my ears are closed. I don't want to hear anything about her here in this house." "Oh really?" I asked, when she turned to walk away. "What if I told you she's now the wife of Hayden Smith, the richest billionaire in New York." She halted just immediately, and made a turn to stare at her.

“MR THOMAS OLIVER JACKSON, AGE 36, FROM KENTUCKY. FORMER CEO OF TELFORD’S. MARRIED TWICE, CURRENT WIFE IS MRS HOLLY JACKSON, AGE 23 FROM RHODE ISLAND. SHE IS 13 YEARS HIS JUNIOR. HE HAS 3 CHILDREN, TWO FROM HIS PREVIOUS MARRIAGE TO SARAH JACKSON, ALSO AGED 36, FROM CALIFORNIA. SHE WAS A FORMER BEAUTY QUEEN. HIS FIRST CHILD IS ONLY 4 YEARS YOUNGER THAN HIS CURRENT WIFE. HE HAD A GIRLFRIEND BACK IN COLLEGE, A CALLIE HOLDSWORTH, HE KNOCKED HER UP WHEN THEY WERE 17 AND THEN DUMPED HER. SHE HAS FILED NUMEROUS COURT ORDERS FOR HIM TO PAY MAINTAINANCE, BUT HE HASN’T PAID SINCE HIS DAUGHTER WAS 4 YEARS OLD. HE DEFINITELY HAS THE MEANS TO PAY, HE HAS JUST UNDER $12.7 MILLION DOLLARS IN HIS BANK ACCOU

I was nothing like that man. I got up, brewed some coffee, and grabbed my laptop. I typed Richard’s name into the search engine, waiting as it loaded. I found a ton of business stuff about him—his awards and accolades. His brilliant career in marketing. But he kept his private life private. There were a few scattered pictures of him attending events with his wife Katy, his boss Graham Gavin, or other coworkers. Some articles about his kids. Grace was a lawyer. Heather a designer. They both worked at ABC Corp—a division of BAM. Richard and Katy had a daughter married to a distant royal in England. A son who was a CFO in Alberta at a company not related to BAM or ABC. The youngest son was a do

“Even without dressing up, they’ll still envy me—because I’ll be with my rich and handsome husband.” “How do you know?” he asked with a grin. “You think I wouldn’t know you’re rich? If our son knows you’re the CEO of DC Bank Corp, then of course I know too.” Dustin chuckled. “Fine. I guess there’s nothing I can hide from you.” “There is—your blindness and disability.” “Ah… okay, before this conversation goes somewhere else,” Dustin said, glancing at the documents his wife had just signed. An hour later, they finally left her office. Walking down the hallway, they playfully teased each other until Rihanna bumped into a woman in her mid-fifties.

I said, and she nodded slowly. "Looks like your husband’s rich—must make good money. Why don’t you just go join him in Romania?" I forced a laugh. "How did you know that? Have you met him in person?" She shook her head—and so did the other women who’d been "not listening." Caught red-handed, all of them. "Dear—don’t you ever look online? Your husband’s all over F******k. Owen Knight, right?" She frowned, eyeing me up and down.

Mark looked at Sherin in disbelief. "Are you pregnant?" Mark asked. "By whom?" Sherin didn't want to answer at first, but Mark's sharp look made her awkward. Sherin gulped down saliva, her throat choking at the mention of Xavier's name. "Who?!" Mark asked more loudly. "Xavier!" Sherin spontaneously replied. "The CEO of the Andarsa Group company. The child in my womb is his." Mark breathed heavily as his shoulders slumped limply. He looked at Sherin for a split second with mixed emotions in his eyes.