The Temporary Wife Catharina Maura นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I asked for the tenth time. She rolled her eyes “no, we have to find the perfect dress and I know someone who can help” she pulled out her phone and talked to someone. “who was that?” I asked. She grinned ‘wait and see”. there was knock on the door and Rose came in ushering in a guy, he was tall, with chocolate skin, black hair and brown eyes. “Camila, this is Jason, my husband , Jason Camila” Kylie introduced. I almost choked on my saliva at the word husband. She was married? She looked so young, I didn’t even figure that she was engaged much more married.

Roxana said while wearing red nail polish. "You idiot. Darryl Rider is a dangerous mafia boss but he is extremely rich, looks cool, and has a great reputation. To be his wife must be very glorious. That stupid Regina is not worthy. " Mrs. Anne explained. Her ambition cannot be hidden. "Mother, even then I wouldn't marry him. What if a dangerous person like him were a pervert? There are rumors that he doesn't have any women yet, which could be speculated that he has a penchant for torturing and mistreating women, for example. Or did he kill all his mistresses?"

"I'm Catarina. It's lovely to finally meet you." Sienna shook her hand automatically. "I'm sorry, who are you?" Catarina's smile widened. There was something knowing in it. Something that made Sienna's stomach drop. "I'm Dante's wife." The words hung in the air like a bomb that had just detonated. Sienna stared at this woman. At her perfect smile and her expensive clothes and the casual way she'd just destroyed everything. "His... wife?" "Yes." Catarina tilted her head. "He didn't tell you? How typical. Dante has always been terrible at communication."

I remember tossing her there to shield her from the cameras, but it seems like the little girl was so resolute to be caught, or maybe I didn’t make sure I had her safely hidden. “The married bellionaire’s as seen in the photos, seems to have paused for a caption which in what seems beyond any reasonable doubt, his child with another woman whose identity is not yet known. As it is known, Mr Mazur married in one of the iconic families in the country. He and his beautiful wife, Tarah Macuricio, a great model goddess by profession, are said to be still hapily married married. Now the question is, what is the truth behind this new controversy? Who exactly is this other woman?” I avert my eyes fr

Nova simply remains quiet as I come apart in front of her and offers me some tissue when we hear Caterina calling for us. “I’m so sorry about that,” I say and wipe my tears away before blowing my nose. “Don’t worry about it! Let’s get you freshened up before we go meet those two again.” She says, dragging me to the bathroom to redo my makeup and reduce the puffiness of my eyes. I confide in her about how Caterina and Lilith make me feel, and she offers me a reassuring smile while her advice causes my heart to waver. “Well, that must be because Caterina is the wife of the head of the family, and Lilith is the wife of his second in command. You can’t be their partner if you’re not going to exu

Martha mashed the potatoes harder. Thud-Thud! “Where are their parents now?” She spontaneously stopped and turned toward Noah, “dead…” she then began to mash the potatoes again even harder. Thud-Thud-Thud! “The devil named Anderson Vaillant and his pack killed my husband along with the kid’s parents…” she began to bang the masher even after the poor potatoes had been completely squashed. But it didn't stop her. Thud-Thud-Thud-Thud-Thud-Thud! Martha couldn't hold her tears, “They spared us, because my daughter, Wendy, agreed to marry him and became his Luna…”

The officiant passionately recited the wedding vows. Just as I was about to say, 'I do', a shrill voice suddenly rang out. "I object!" Everyone turned around in shock to see an emaciated woman rushing onto the stage barefoot. "I'm your wife! How dare you marry another woman?!" Seeing her frenzied state, I immediately positioned Sarah behind me and mocked Lisa without courtesy, "I'm impressed you still remember we were married. Unfortunately, you were too blind to see what you had. You threw away something valuable for worthless trash.

“I am no whore, Luna Katerina. If I am to allow him to touch me, it is because I am his wife. Normally, wives do that when it comes to constituting marriages...” “I do not need you to tell me what a wife would do to constitute a marriage. If you wanted to be a normal bride, then you would have married him as any other woman would have. You would have been brought here as a Luna, rather than snuck into a quick eloping in Rome before coming here to blow the news to everyone.” Mom said, stopping Irina. I went to open my mouth to speak. She knew that Irina wasn’t the one who chose to ‘elope’ as fast as it happened. It was me who did it. “

Mr Maurizio just came home and learned by the servants that madam Carla had skipped her meals again . He hurried and went to their room to check on her . “ Why are you crying ? “ asked mr Maurizio wen he saw his wife sobbing . Madam Carla turned her face towards her husband’s worried expression annoyed . “ I am looking at my baby’s photos . My baby who didn’t want to meet me because of you . My baby whose life got ruined because of you . “ said madam Carla angry with teary eyes .

I also placed a ring on his as I held onto his strong hand feeling his soft but calloused skin on mine. And it was done. We were announced Mr and Mrs. There was no escaping now for it was far too late. The only thing I had was my name. I was still Alessia Ferrari as I abhorred the idea of taking my husband's name, especially Ace's. My mafia knew me as Ferrari. My name held my reputation. Ace did not seem to care as he watched me sign the papers. In fact, I'm sure I saw a glimmer of pride pass through his eyes or maybe it was just pure amusement.