What Happened To Dantdm's Wife Novels & Stories

My gaze locked with Dante who had a blonde sitting on his crotch, slowly grinding her lower half on him. "Is this why you wanted to see me? To show me how loose you are with women?" I spat at him in annoyance. Dante chuckled richly and tapped the blonde to get off him. Standing up, he towered above me. "Did you know that your darling husband almost died in Mexico?" He asked with an uncanny smile. I let out shortened breaths, "I don't understand what you mean. How did that happen?" "Oh he didn't tell you?" Dante taunted,ambling around me.

Back in the kitchen, she had spoken as if she remembered everything. Damien. That was her husband’s name. I had done my research on him—the CEO of Laurent Corporation. Not one of the biggest conglomerates in the country, but he had enough wealth to warrant attention if one were to classify him. I also knew the backstory between him and Valentina. Quite cliché, if you asked me. Apparently, Damien had a first love—some woman whose name I couldn’t be bothered to remember. She had betrayed him for money offered by his father to stay away from him. And right after that, both of their parents had forced Damien and Valentina into an arranged marriage.

I swallowed the painful lump forming in my throat before I finally started reading. My dearest Windy, If you're reading this, it means I'm no longer there to see the wonderful woman you've become. I'm sorry I couldn't stay longer. If I had one wish, it would have been to watch you grow up beside your mother. But life doesn't always give us what we want. There's something I never told you. Don Alejandro Domingo wasn't just my kumparé. He was my best friend. We built our dreams together when we were young. We made a promise to each other.

Only that hers was feminine. "Let's get out of here, Wife" Dante took a hold of my hand, ignoring the woman who had just walked in. "The party is over, everyone. Y'all can go home. Any meeting or business deals can wait until further notice," he said, striding out of the scene and pulling me along because I struggled to match up with his strides but suddenly he halted, a proud smile curling on his lips. "And yes, my wife isn't barren like you all thought. She is very much pregnant with my child."

Dantez and l watched that with my own eyes and left me pregnant for one month. I married mr.Dantez brother so as to be near the killer of my husband. That way my revenge will be easy. Unfortunately l had a miscarriage when l was three months pregnant.l didn't let the Dantez know about it because it was that child that could guarantee my stay in the family. My husband at that time used to work in distant places so it gave me time to plan of where l should get a new born child. I got one in the hospital and it's him. She said pointing at Saleh who raised his head for the first time to look at the woman.

Dwight looked at me bewildered. " Y-You know him?" He asked in disbelief, exchanging his gaze with both of us while Windle gave his famous dangerous smirk. "Oh Dwight, sweetheart! It seems she lied to you. She is my wife, preferably, running away wife." Windle enunciated, looking at me, challenging me too. I released Dwight's hand and walked backwards, finding a way to run away from both of them. "W-What?" Dwight stuttered in disbelief, glaring at me. I feel like I am in hell right now and anytime the lava will hit me hard.

~DANTE~ My search for Lola has been going on for more than six months now. I have refused to allow Candice to visit my house for nearly three months. I broke things off with Candice, but the girl seemed not to get the message. I don’t want her; I only want Lola, my wife. Candice suggested that we become friends. She kept me company and knew when not to cross the line. I will never forget what I promised my wife. I promised her that I would be her prince as long as she remained the princess, but I fell short. I had let her down. I took her innocence and told her we couldn’t work. She was the woman I married, the love of my life, but I failed our love. I didn’t have sex with some fucking girl.

I listened quietly, my fingers still moving on his chest. “My wife became very sick around that time,” Damien continued. “She had cancer. I hired home doctors and nurses to take care of her. I thought everything was under control. But one night, Kael got into serious trouble with dangerous people because of his gambling debts. Those men came looking for him at our house.” Damien’s body became tense. His hand stopped moving on my skin. “They broke in. My wife was weak in bed. They… they killed her. Right there in our home.”

“Though I wonder how your fianceé's parents and her siblings are going to react. They must be on their way to the mansion as we speak. And, did I forget to mention? The doctor was arrested earlier today. Seriously. Don't I deserve praise?” “At least, you ought to compliment me for my hard work, because it was not easy for me to dig out your dirt”. I concluded. Dante was already shaking. If he knew he was this fearful, then what gave him the audacity to do those things? “Yo- you bastard!”. The old bastard pointed a finger at him as he roared. He placed his hand on his forehead, as if he couldn't hear any more dramas. But too bad for him. Although I was done with dealing with his two bastard s

Dante was relieved,he held her close to himself and said to Rico. “Renee is my wife.You might think I have a low position in my family but if you want to find out the position I own,I dare anyone of you to touch my wife again.What happened yesterday should not repeat itself.If it ever does,your daughter won’t be getting just a slap.” He spoke in a cold voice with a frightening momentum. Rico shivered and quickly assured him that it would never happen again. Dante turned around and left with Renee. Renee felt like a princess as he carefully guided her out of the house.