Victor Vescovo Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

'What a strange patient! "My boyfriend and I are a perfect match. He is smart and well-achieved, just like me. He is also the wealthiest man in the city, so I will do anything for him and his large dick." She crossed her legs and added, "You know Evan Thompson? He is my boyfriend." Jessica fished inside her bag and showed Shantelle an article from a magazine. It was dated today, and it read: [A perfect couple, Engineer Jessica Turner and the CEO of the Thompson Group Of Companies, Evan Thompson.]

After an unexpected miscarriage, I left my ward in search of Victor. I saw him inside the doctor’s office. Just as I was about to knock on the door, I overheard their conversation. “Give my wife a hysterectomy. I don’t need her to bear me any children.” Victor Gayes pulled the woman beside him to face the doctor, his hand rubbing her belly. “The baby inside her belly will be my only child. You must protect it no matter what.” I knew the woman very well. She was Victor’s secretary of three years, Rachel Aniston.

As my water glass was being refilled, my eyes were drawn to the other end of the table, where the top members of The United Association of Alphas and their spouses were seated. The clothes and jewelry they wore was fabulous. I saw these men on TV and in the newspapers, but I have never seen their wives. Most of the women were middle-aged yet well-maintained and elegant, except for one who looked a little older than me. Maybe it was the old Alpha’s granddaughter. “Who is that young woman with the southwestern governor?” I asked Victor. “That’s his new wife,” Victor replied. “He divorced his second wife last year and remarried six weeks later.”

His skin held a healthy tan, and his cufflinks matched the wolf crest, tiny silver paw prints that gleamed against the black. He looked powerful. He looked like Callum. He looked like her. Ryleigh stared, lips parting. The shape of his nose—hers. The gentle arch of his brows. Even the angle of his cheekbones. It was surreal. She flipped to the next page and found another photograph. Older this time. Victor’s hair had grayed at the temples, but his smile was warm. He stood with one arm wrapped around a tall, elegant woman with chestnut hair and striking features. Ryleigh didn’t recognize her, but she knew—this was Victor’s wife. Callum’s mother.

"What is that, sir?" I cleared my throat, then wiped the sweat from my forehead. "Is Ms. Dra. Scarlett Manzana here?" The woman nodded. "Yes, Dra. Manzana is here; she's checking up for Ms. Christenson." "It's Mrs. Aceia Louisse Christenson Vasco," I said without letting the woman finish what she was going to say. "Mrs. Vasco? But her records here state that she's Ms. Christenson." I showed her my wedding ring. "I'm her husband."

"The lawyer was the last person he wanted to talk to. Theo swirled a glass of whiskey in his hand and poured the amber liquid down his throat. "Come on, tell me what you got," Theo said sourly. "Are you OK? You sound like you all died. ” “ Thank you very much. ” “ Okay, I understand you're not in the mood to chat. I just wanted to let you know that my insider saw Vanessa and Josephine in the mall today. If he is to be believed, Vanessa was aggressive towards your wife, after which she ran out of the store quite upset.

“Scandal in the Limelight: Asher Vorozi Spotted in Intimate Moment with Business Partner’s Wife. ‘Z&K Enterprises CEO Asher Vorozi turns heads at a rock-pop concert in Las Vegas, being cozy with Ariel Viscot, wife of his longtime business partner, Dale Viscot. Below is a few-second clip from the concert. Asher is lounging on a chair while Ariel is in his lap. His hand on her thighs and she smiles so wide before the camera pans away. Shock settles over me. For a moment, I remain still, eyes stuck on the screen as the clip replays over and over again.

Liam seemed to have thought of something, and he looked worried. “Elena is at home alone. You should tell her to be careful.” Jonathan’s face turned a little paler as if he just remembered how traumatic it had been in the past. “Don’t worry. Troublemakers always live longer than anyone else, so Elena will be safe. “Also, she’s a famous criminologist and our best forensic scientist. No one can possibly hurt her.” Even though I was only a ghost, I felt a sharp ache in my heart. Jonathan’s phone rang. I looked at it. It was Yvonne calling.

“Do you remember what I told you at the hospital? That your little empire won’t last forever?” He laughs, deep and careless. The sound grates her nerves. Her laughter joins his suddenly, lighter, mocking. She stops abruptly, her eyes glittering with wicked amusement. “Imagine tomorrow’s headline.” She lifts her manicured hand, admiring the shine of her fresh polish as she speaks slowly, savoring each word. ‘The New CEO of Houston Groups, Wade Carlisle’s Wife, Victoria Carlisle-Vallerand, Hospitalized from Domestic Violence — Loses Her Child.’

Since the first few months of their marriage, Victor has been away for a few weeks now — he's a very busy young man. Dynasty was so grateful that he wanted them to start a new life where they would spend more time together than apart. Vic has proven to be a blessing in my life, and my mother, Beverly, adores him. She's made her promise, many times, to be exceptionally good to him, which Dynasty reassured her that's what she intends to do every day of their married life together.