Who Does Rudeus Marry Novels & Stories

we remain the closest unlike Mia who hates my guts. I made my way to the garage; my grandmother was relaxing in the garden, my father was not at home, and I had not seen Mia since last night. I got into my car and started the engine as I drove down Ventura's busy road. Within ten minutes, I was parked in front of Divas' house. I stepped down and walked into the entrance of her apartment; they live in a three-bedroom apartment; her husband works for a pharmaceutical company; he is not well off, but I would say he is doing very well; and what else could you ask for when you have a man who loves and cherishes you? Even when Divas husband was not doing so well, she insisted on marrying him.

She said annoyed. "Well, that doesn't mean you should kill yourself and he's also right you know". She said, earning herself a scowl from Chaddick. "Never! I won't let this happen. I won't let that whore take Dylan away from me. Dylan's mine. I must do everything in my power to break that Goddamn marriage, I must make sure they get separated", she rasped, turning to Skylar. "Have you gotten anything?" She asked. "Well yes, I have. She did have a boyfriend but was forced to break up with him when the marriage issues popped up. His name is Todd Wilson", Skylar finished and Chad's eyes beamed with mischief.

She couldn't believe what she read next. Denzel Anderson was popular. Not only handsome but he was super rich and she found an article where she read, he had never been in a relationship controversy ever. She found out on the news where she saw their wedding photo… Famous businessman, Denzel Anderson got married to Serena Aldaine…

He uttered as he lustfully started to raked her body again. She was still crying while she glared back at him. She hates him so much and to think she will spend her lifetime with this vicious man terrified her more. She had made up her mind, she will never marry this ruthless man! "I hate you... " she stated in between tears. "The feeling is mutual," he replied sarcastically as he finally arises on her bed and stands up. "We will follow that old man's manipulation. Prepare yourself to be my wife, Emerald. You will marry me whether you like it or not." He concluded dangerously before he decided to leave her room.

The inevitable finally happened: I married Andrew. Shortly after the wedding, James packed his life away and left Los Angeles for a mining company in Kentucky. It has been seven years since that day—seven years of a living hell. My marriage to Andrew is completely devoid of love. He is suffocatingly overprotective, treating me like a prized possession rather than a wife. I sacrificed everything to keep my family out of prison, and while the wealth and fame are certainly present, my peace of mind is entirely gone. I am a ghost in my own life.

But instead, I walked into a scandalous disgrace. "Here is she, the most pretentious cheat I blindly married. How could you, Scarlett Roberts?" So, It's no longer Scarlett Mattson but Roberts? Wow! I was surprised at his outburst, first, I didn't know what he was talking about and secondly, who the fuck was he calling a cheat? Me? I've been the most devoted wife since we got married. "Honey, what are you talking about? How could you accuse me of something I didn't do?"

"I am going over there now. She had a panic attack this afternoon." "Wait," I said, reaching out to touch his sleeve. "Please. Can we just talk for ten minutes? About us? Not about the accident or about Sarah? Just about us?" Liam looked down at my hand on his arm. He didn't pull away, but he didn't move toward me either. "There is no us, Maya. There is just a house we both live in. There is a legal document that says we are married. But the us you are looking for died in that car with Mark."

"You too. It's been too long." We settled into a corner table with our coffees. Allen looked good same kind eyes, same easy smile. But there was something different about him. More mature. More serious. "So," he said. "Married to Denzel Adams. That's... not what I expected when I heard you were getting married." I forced a laugh. "It wasn't what I expected either." "The news has been crazy. That video of him punching that investor... Amelia, are you okay? Did that man really…."

She added as she stared at me in disdain. “Just let me handle this,” Paul said as he reached out to hold my shoulder, “I know this is too much for you to handle Ivy but we don’t have the luxury of time. Iris, my niece, was set to marry Alejandro Leone and she went missing a few days ago.” “What does that have to do with me?” I asked, glancing around in confusion and panic. “We need someone to marry Alejandro in her place, just for the meantime until she returns.” “What?!”

“Yeah, that too.” “Well, I do wish it too, but there's nothing we can do about it,” I confessed. “That's why I've accepted my fate. I am getting married to Luca Russo and there's nothing I can do about it.” “Well, my thoughts and prayers. You sure as hell are going to need it.” “Gianna stop swearing,” I chastised, but a laugh bubbled out of my chest. “Girls don't do that.” “I'm not like you girls. I move in my own direction.”