Vanessa Simmons Married นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Anyway." She takes the last swig of her drink. "I am happy for you, Marissa. It was fast, but you and Ryland are adorable together. I knew he planned to ask, but I didn't expect a wedding this quickly." "Yeah, we're going to talk about you knowing and not telling me Ryland had a ring." I look to both girls with a side eye. "Simone knew too." Aspen points a finger at poor Simone and I laugh. "Come on. You missed brunch yesterday and got married. Let's go to dinner to celebrate." Aspen stands and motions for Simone to as well.

Simon smiled happily. "I missed you both a lot! Being in Paris was a beautiful journey for me, but I lost you two. But I'm back in here now to help my dad with business. Anyway, how's your life going? Married or still single?" Simon ask. "Well, Ashley is married now. To a guy named Damon. And they are crazy in love!" Said Rose. Ashley nodded. "Oh, that's great to hear. Congratulations Ashley. It's so good to hear that. I would like to meet your husband one day. And what about you, Rose? You are single or taken?" Asked Simon.

“It’s the solution.” His brows furrowed. “A solution to what?” She popped the last piece of toast into her mouth, chewed delicately, and finally met his gaze. “Our marriage, Richard. And at least an expectation of what should come from it.” She exhaled, tilting her head as her expression softened. “You heard the doctor. I’m barren.” Vanessa gestured toward the flyer on the table. “This will give our marriage a future, make our parents happy…” Her voice lowered, turning soft, almost seductive. “…make me happy.”

"We are going to take James Simmons down and expose him for who he really is." "I guess we are," she sighed. She had first met her secret contact two months ago not long after her unfortunate first meet with Mona. He told her that he had been watching her for a long time and had reached the conclusion that she was nothing like my husband. He told her that he had a personal vendetta he wanted to settle against James. "I will ruin James Simmons with everything in me and it will be better that you are on my side and will no longer be associated with him," he had said.

“Crazier things have happened. Just picture it: you, married to Ivan Carlos, living the dream life. What would that be like for you?” I leaned back in my chair, laughing but allowing myself a moment to indulge in the fantasy. “If that ever happened, I’d be the happiest girl on earth. Can you imagine? Waking up every day to someone like him…” Emma raised her cone in a mock toast. “To Veronica, future Mrs. Ivan Carlos.” I giggled, shaking my head. “Stop it! You’re making me blush.” She gave me a wink. “A girl can dream, right?”

"I'm fine, Simon. It's my fault for dragging you to that concert and making you miss the wedding. That's why Ivy is so upset…" "She still shouldn't have pushed you. You're already two months pregnant." My mind exploded with a deafening buzz. So, Fiona had been pregnant all along. There was no IVF appointment that day at all. Simon kissed her again. She resisted softly, pushing against his chest. "Even after everything between us, you still won't call off the engagement?" Simon went quiet. After a long pause, he kissed her again. "Didn't we agree not to talk about this? I'm destined to marry Ivy. But even after we're married, I'll still spoil you and our baby."

She asked, smiling. “I'm Ryan's wife.” Ava said, sweating on her forehead. “I see, well I'm …” she was cut short by another lady also in her mid 20’s but with dark brown hair. “Ryan's brother's fiancee.” The lady that walked in said. “Hey Melissa, that wasn't called for.” The blonde hair lady shouted “Heyy! It's time for breakfast.” Mr. Robson said from behind and everyone rushed to the table. Mr. Robson walked to Ava and held her hands till they got to the table.

“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.

“He has moved on though,” As I spoke, I watched Vanessa's face transform from confusion to disbelief, and finally to a mixture of anger and hurt. “Uhm….. he has?” “Yeah, he is even married to your sister Evelyn” As I spilled the fabricated truth about Evelyn's marriage to Dante, Vanessa's face transformed before my eyes. Shock registered in her widened eyes, and her mouth fell open in disbelief. The disappointment etched on her features was palpable as if I had shattered her trust in an instant.

“Vanessa, I’ve made many unforgivable mistakes in my youth, and we have few romantic memories together. The last time we married, I didn’t formally propose to you, so this time, I want to make it right. I want to do all the romantic things I didn’t get to do before with you. Can you give me another chance?” Luca’s eyes were filled with deep affection, and Vanessa quickly succumbed to her emotions, covering her face and sobbing. Isla tugged at Vanessa’s sleeve anxiously, urging, “Mommy, hurry and say yes to Daddy!” Vanessa glanced at Isla, seemingly determined, and nodded solemnly, “I do.” Luca was ecstatic, trembling as he slipped the ring onto Vanessa’s finger, then pulled her tightly into