Vanessa Simmons Husband Novels & Stories

One year later…. Vanessa sauntered into the office dressed in a black strapless gown that clung to her body perfectly and her short hair was left to fall in ringlets beside her. “Welcome ma’am” Zoey greeted as she collected her bag. “Where is my husband?” Vanessa asked, “I have been calling him but he has not been answering. “The boss is in a meeting ma’am, he will be done in a few minutes” “Okay, I will be in his condo”

“Join me will you?” I walked around the sofa and sat beside her. “Don't think weird thoughts. I don't like your husband or anything. It's more of a ewwww situation to me. Also, the reason I had his contact in the fist place was because we were talking about Vince and Simon.” She said, “Simon?” “Yup. Simon. We've seen traces that the two of them might be in cohort. And that Vince has been going back to his parents house that is in town.” I was a little surprised.

“Didn’t think you’d show up with… a plus one.” Grayson’s expression hardened. “Vanessa.” Ava stepped forward before he could say more, forcing a smile so bright it nearly hurt. “Hi! I’m Ava Wolfe. Wife. Officially.” Vanessa’s eyes barely flicked to her left hand. No ring. “Oh, how lovely,” Vanessa said with a syrupy sweetness. “Grayson always did have a thing for strays.” A silence fell between them. Grayson’s hand on her waist tightened ever so slightly a small, silent apology.

She faced Simon and said, “Brother, you must find a way to stop this. Please, not in the University because they’re disrupting the harmony of the school.” Simon looked at his two sisters, trying to analyze what they're saying. It took for him a little while to respond and asked, “Selena, where’s your husband?” “I’m here.” Ezequiel retaliates. He walked through his wife’s side and kissed her cheek before he joined in the conversation. He actually heard what his wife, Selena and sister-in-law, Sabrina have reported.

His hand was resting possessively against her waist, his face turned toward her with an open, tender devotion he had never once shown me. The second headline had begun trending less than an hour ago, exploding into viral territory: **[IS CEO ETHAN STERLING CHEATING ON HIS WIFE? EXPLOSIVE HOTEL PHOTOS RAISE QUESTIONS ABOUT STERLING MARRIAGE.]** This piece was accompanied by a collage of evidence: Ethan and Sienna exiting his private suite at the Sterling Hotel late at night; Sienna sitting beside him at an intimate dinner; Ethan gently stroking her cheek; and one devastatingly clear shot of them kissing beneath the amber streetlights outside her apartment.

Why this woman even came here. "Moreover I wanted to introduce you to my son. You remember Ryan right. He was sad for you and Harry. I am so happy my poor boy got his justice and now I think you should try to move on as well. I mean I heard Liam was having an affair after your divorce with his secretary. I think you should---" "That's enough Nina." Mr Simmons finally decided to stop his wife's bullshit before it goes too far. He could see how hurt Amelia was when she mentioned Liam's affair right after their divorce.

“Okay, let’s say Hazel and Luke get married. What happens after that? Luke moved in with Vero a few days ago. Then what about Hazel?” “Luke will leave Veronica before marrying Hazel. He will be faithful to his wife the way he should.” “And how will you do that?” she crossed her hands over her chest and threw a challenge to me. “I have a solid plan for that,” I smirked. “You are worrying me now.” “Don’t need to worry. Everything will be in control as I plan, and the result will be what we both want.” Two days later, it was announced by the doctors that Andrew Simmons was no more. It might be hard for his family to receive the news, but I celebrated the moment with a glass of champagne.

It's fucking eight O'clock in the morning. “You should have your TV on!” Wensley says, pushing past me and heading for the living room. “What’s happening on TV?” I follow anxiety creeping in. Wensley rummages through the couch cushions for the remote. “Vanessa sterling's ex-husband Cyrus Blackwood is talking to the press.” Again? I feel my heart race. I hope he isn't going to reveal anything about me and Vanessa, so much would go wrong if public knows that now. Wensley clicks on the remote and an impeccably dressed Cyrus appears on the tv screen seated on a cushioned seat across from a lady host. The timer indicates ten minute of the interview has already passed.

“What in the world happened here? Who dares to beat someone else up in the Whitecastle family’s territory?” She turned to look straight at me. When I met her shocked gaze, I sighed and struggled to get up. “You got here right on time, Vanessa! This involves our marriage arrangement. You have to give me an—” She slapped me before I could finish speaking. The sting of it rooted me to the spot. “Redmond Day, how dare you hit my husband? Do you have a death wish?” Looking at Josh, I laughed out of anger and disbelief. I pointed at Vanessa and said, “What gives him the right to call the shots here? Have you gone mad?”