Novel & Cerita What Happened To Dantdm's Wife

“Couldn’t have been her. She wasn’t in town when it happened. She has been missing for months.” “What do you mean?” “Damien got into an accident that left him crippled couple of months back, and his wife couldn’t handle it so she split. “And now she is back?” As far as I am concerned that wasn’t a question. “Any more questions?” I looked at Officer Nolan, ignoring Officer Travis. “That will be all ma, we will keep you in touch with our progress,” the dark officer said politely before he and his partner left. “Are you okay?” Reign asked as soon as we are alone. I shook my head. I was feeling drained and in need of rest.

He motioned for Cane to follow, and together they made their way out to the car. Dwight offered to drive. As they drove, Cane, who had been working closely with Mandy for some time, decided to break the silence. "Sir, if you don’t mind me asking," Cane began carefully, "how’s everything with your wife?" Dwight’s grip tightened on the steering wheel, his expression darkening. "She left me," he said bluntly. "For another man." Cane’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Sir, that’s not true," he said quickly. "Mandy loves you. She would never leave you for someone else. I may not know her well, but I’ve seen enough to know that."

Damien met me at the door in a black shirt, sleeves rolled up. “Dinner’s ready,” he said. “We should talk about the past.” My stomach dropped. “What past?” He poured wine and handed me a glass. “Three years ago I fell in love with a woman online. She called herself S. We talked every night for months. Then she vanished the same night the Hart scandal broke. I’ve never found her.” I took the glass with steady hands even though my heart was screaming. “Tragic story. What does that have to do with me?”

Damien released Daniel, whose weak body collapsed to the floor. “Daniel!” Ciara rushed to him. He kept coughing, clutching his red throat. Damien walked to his father and looked at him with piercing eyes. “That’s the demon you loved over my mother. Your wife is your father’s killer. Live with that,” he said, then left the room. John stood frozen still in shock, he didn’t believe the DNA result, until he heard his wife confess. “Daniel…” Ciara called, crying. She rushed to get him water, but he couldn’t drink—it burned his throat.

Larissa, the woman who introduced herself to me, entered as well. The room was full before I even realized it and the man that had caused the commotion was already standing close to him. If they called him Dante, then he is my husband and a miracle has just unfolded before my eyes after three years of him being in a vegetative state. I slowly started exiting the door and I felt his eyes follow me as I slipped out of the room first. What can I say? If that man is my husband, Dante Drummond, then I would have to run for my dear life because even in his weakest point, he represented danger and savageness.

My heart shrank. It was Dante. I hadn’t seen him in a while. Exactly three months. All the love I had felt over the years was still present in my heart. It was stupid to love someone who chose another person. Bright was right, but I don’t know how to stop feeling. Dante was walking through the park with his destined mate. The girl took Dante’s hand, and he looked at her with something strange in his eyes. I don’t know how happy they were together. But she was Dante’s wife. And I was Bright’s wife.

I blanked out, trying to process all this information being bombarded at me. “You mean...my mother is the only woman Dan has been involved with ever since his wife's death?” I questioned. Gilda nodded, her blonde curls bouncing as she did. "Yes. That's why I was caught off guard. He had been so detached and obsessed with finding Damien that he didn't pay attention to anyone else, not even his kids. It's truly a miracle that he's finally able to move on after that tragedy, but I know he's still hell-bent on finding Damien," I nodded, swallowing thickly. Guilt instantly filled me as I thought back to the time I asked Jake about his mother. After all the tragedy that befell his family, I bet he

"No one is allowed to provide housing or employment to my wife. Anyone who violates this will face expulsion from the Pierce family." After doing all this, Dante sat in my empty bedroom, his face full of pain. "Enough of this, Lily. Come back. If you don't come back, I'm really going to marry someone else tomorrow!" The day before the wedding, he drank and muttered to himself while staring at the blank white wall. Just then his phone rang. It was Andrew who called him. "Don, I've successfully restored your wife's deleted accounts. I've sent you the login credentials." Dante was overjoyed and immediately logged into my social media account.

Karim feels guilty. Dita shook her head. "I was wrong. Thank you for treating me so well. I still work hard in the cafeteria." Karim, Iqbal, and dew were relieved to hear that. Finally, Dita's secret was slowly revealed. The dew stopped Dita who was getting ready to open the cafeteria. "Wait a minute. I wonder who your husband is," the dew chirped making Dita freeze in silence. "You don't know him. I think that's enough for you to know about my marriage and pregnancy. We have our own privacy, " Dita replied wisely and casually.

So where had this woman—claiming she was my wife—fallen from, right into the center of our company? --- “Can you calm down now?” I asked the woman. Her crying had taken me off guard at first, but now she was fraying my nerves. “If you’re Darian Freeman, then who was my husband?” she demanded. Her hazel eyes, reddened from crying, looked almost green. The whites were bloodshot; her makeup had streaked down her face in dark tracks. “I don’t understand you,” I said, impatient. “I was married to Darian Freeman. To the bastard who owns this company!”