Romans & histoires What Is William Afton's Wife's Name

William let go of Dad's wrist with a look of pure revulsion and kicked Dad aside. He paid no mind to the accusations and looked at me with eyes that held nothing but an intense, unwavering gentleness. "Cynthia is the woman I chose to be my wife. I will stand by her, cherish her, and shield her, irrespective of any gossip, and we'll remain together forever." Upon hearing that, Don Bryant's usually weary eyes suddenly flickered with a hint of emotion. "Go on, William. That curse that's binding you will finally be lifted for good tonight."

Bert sighed deeply and continued, "Grace and William were never compatible. William worked as a security guard, earning a modest salary. Grace was an ambitious woman who always wanted to marry into wealth. After giving birth to Sophia, she had an affair with a wealthy man, which led to constant arguments and verbal abuse from Grace toward William. But William endured all of it for the sake of you and Sophia. However, Grace saw his tolerance as a weakness and became increasingly unreasonable. One day, William caught Grace and another man going to a hotel." Emily gasped in shock. "They were having an affair in the hotel where William worked and deliberately let him catch them," Bert's anger wa

How could she simply marry someone else? William punched the wall out of anger, which startled his assistant. “Sir, what’s the matter? Are you feeling uncomfortable?” William came to his senses and realized he was thinking about Layla again. No, he was supposed to be in love with Whitney. Unfaithful women like Layla did not deserve his love at all. Just then, the housekeeper of Jones Manor returned to report that Whitney had yet to return from visiting her mother’s grave in the woods yesterday. Upon hearing this, William immediately went out in search of Whitney. He vaguely remembered there was a wooden cabin somewhere in the woods. Perhaps it was too late, and Whitney decided to rest in the

"After God, fear women" Claire was dumbstruck. It could not be. Nathan had just married his competitor and she had nothing to say about it. The dinner was about to commence so she had plenty of time to prove Bianca was a fraud. Wrong! She had very little time and she remaining glued to her seat was not going to change anything. Claire stood up and joined the new wife, her suspicion making her unable to keep a smile.

Killian said grimly, and my heart thudding. ***** “Well, small mouths and big talks don’t suit a rat like you. Enjoy the auction for now, if anything, put your little wife in show too, maybe someone will bid a higher price on her. And she’d—“ Ralph there his head back laughing. Antonio looked baffled for a second. Embarrassed as she looked around as people started whispering to themselves.

Katherine Isobelle is Preston’s sister. They lost both of their parents because of an accident when they were young. Katherine Isobelle was a photographer. She used to work in New Zealand. Katherine Isobelle was married and she has a son. She signed the divorce papers but according to Preston, they are still married, because the divorce didn't push through. She has Belle’s DNA and that means they are the same person. Even after knowing all these facts, Hyacinth still couldn’t fully process everything that happened. A lot doesn't make sense. If it would, no one but her could make sense of it all but until she gets her memory back, it would be impossible.

"Oh, darling. I’m doing this for you. I’m cleaning up the mess you’re too blinded by that woman to handle. That woman is a liability. She’s a thief, a fraud, and she’s dragging the Donovan name through the mud." "She is my wife," I hissed, leaning over the table. I could feel my pulse thrumming in my neck, a frantic, rhythmic warning. "And Ezra is my son. If you touch them, I will burn everything you love. I will liquidate the trusts. I will pull the Donovan name from every charity you lead. You will be a social pariah by dawn." She didn't flinch, instead she took a slow, deliberate sip of her drink, her eyes mocking me, "You always were so dramatic. Just like your father. He had a soft spot

Christian was a man of extraordinary status, and Nancy was a woman admired by everyone. William, who was sitting across from them, seemed quite unbothered by their conversation. He wasn't one for gossip, but he couldn't shake the feeling that the woman sitting by the door looked quite familiar. He thought for a moment before recalling that he had seen her at Yvonne's welcome-baby party. He suddenly realized that that familiar-looking woman was none other than Christian's wife, Talia. "I think I've come across someone I know," William murmured once he realized it, the remark sounding slightly out of place. He wasn't certain that the woman was Christian's wife, but he probed for information an

And no one came to console me but strangely three women who are his mother, aunt, and sister were consoling that particular woman while I am staring at them as a lost cause. I don't even know whether I have to cry or not. Not once we had a good interaction with each other. The last time I was terrified to the bones listening to his words. What kind of husband would offer his wife to his friends? I was so afraid about this marriage. I even planned to get myself killed if he anytime would offer me to his friends.

Kate corrected. “Well, let me tell you something, Katherine.” The older woman leaned forward, her eyes were sharp. “William is not married. You can call yourself his wife all you want but legally, you are nothing but his mistress while I am is his fiancé and we are going to be married in three months’ time.” She collected her purse and rose to her feet. “If you have any dignity left, you should call it off, break things up with him. No one likes a homewrecker.” Then without waiting for Kate to respond, she strode her way to the front door and left.