Una Esposa Comprada Novels & Stories

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

I warned them not to sell him the house, or they would be asking for trouble. I whipped out the marriage certificate that Ella and I shared, my proof that I was not spinning tales. The sales staff in the lobby snapped to attention. Ella's face was a storm of fury as she lashed out at me, "Moron, can't you stop making a spectacle of yourself? Get lost, go home!" She dismissed me to the sales staff with a wave of her hand.

“Yes. Sit down.” Lucas sat, already sensing something unusual. His father returned to his desk, leaned back in his chair, and folded his arms. “I had an interesting conversation with Manuel Guzman.” Lucas arched a brow. “About the joint venture?” “Not exactly.” His father’s lips curled slightly, amused. “He proposed an arrangement.” Lucas frowned. “What kind of arrangement?” “A marriage,” his father said plainly. “Between you and his daughter. Lara.” Silence fell between them.

" hey, idiot, why are you laughing? " " My wife is so cute," he said as he pinched my cheek. " Answer me," I yelled at him. " that 9 are true or not. " " uh? " " oh, my jealous wife. They were not my wife," he said. " then? " " They were contract and acting wife. " " acting? " I asked. " Why is my wife uneducated? " he said. " you.... " " because of my sister's wish. I married them by contract. " He explained.

Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy A trace of panic flickered across Krystal’s face. She averted her gaze and held her tongue. Dale Abbot, on the other hand, approached me with two glasses of red wine in hand. He said, “Don’t get upset, sir. Since you can’t give Ms. Markham kids, she borrowed my sperm to produce heirs. No one is taking your place as her husband.” While downing the glass of wine, Dale handed me the other drink and uttered, “I’m counting on you to take good care of my children.”

"Elliot, you're the other man. You're so desperate to take my place that it's pathetic. How dare you push Olivia to divorce me! Where did you hide her?" I stepped back, keeping my tone calm. "Relax. I'm not marrying Olivia. I don't want her anymore." He let out a short laugh, taking it as sarcasm. "Olivia married me because she loves me. You'll never win against me." I had never been competing with him. He was the one who turned me into an enemy in his head, acted decent to my face, then posted that video behind my back. My voice tightened despite myself. "No one's competing with you, but you killed my mom. Don't you owe me an apology?"

"When I investigated you, I came to know that you had been waiting for your love for five years. At that time, I realized that you are a one-man woman type and only your husband would have the honour of touching you." "But since I was already married, it was impossible for me to marry you. That's why I asked my friend, Daniel, to marry you and handover to me. I offered him $2 million and he happily agreed." "I asked him to have a court marriage with you and bring you to Switzerland so that nobody could know that I had a wedding night with you instead of him."

I explained. “It's okay,” Mariz replied. “By the way, have you heard that the famous model Giselle is now back in the country? I heard she is getting married to her billionaire boyfriend!” “Really? Where did you hear it?” “From the news earlier. Honestly, I am excited to see her boyfriend. I bet he’s really great looking to have someone like Giselle fall for him,” Mariz continued.

Her tall stature made me sink like a malnourished beggar. All the men who were here turned their heads, even some of them who were making out. “This time I brought a very special item.” She grabbed my arm again and knocked me off balance. "She is Beatrice, my darling daughter ." Her words reeked of sarcasm. Suddenly all the men were excited but also excited. Their eyes looked lustfully at me. “Since my handsome husband has a small debt. we are being generous to sell our step to whoever is willing to pay a premium.”

She lay him down on the small cradle and went back to attend to her customers. After her delivery, Catherine used her savings to open fast-food joints in the slums. Ruth's mum was of great help to her, she always carried Elise to her nearby shop where she sold provisions. This kind gesture enables Catherine to run her business without much stress. Elise on the other hand was an adorable baby, he only cried when he was hungry. Once you feed him, he will be happy and smile at any little touch.