روايات وقصص ضمن Who Is Ash Wife Misty Or Serena

The young woman quickly covered herself once Fatima really looked at her. She was young, yes, but clearly an adult. Fear washed over her face as reality sank in. She wasn’t stupid. She knew exactly who the woman standing there was, the wife. She had seen them online before. Everyone had. Nicholas Ashford and his perfect wife.

I reached for it and gasped for air as my own blood covered both of my hands. "What do you want?" I asked. She just threw a glance at Carmela and I did the same. She is not moving. I think she lost consciousness again and I don't know what to feel. If she really is pregnant with Cyrus' baby, is it dead already? "Not yet. I didn't kill them yet. I think I now have the most perfect plan for those two." Misty answered the questions in my mind. "I know you have Ashton. You took him without telling me. You will use him against me but I am not a fool. I already have him."

"Did you say these things happen? Where? Daytime TV?" She shrugs. "Maybe you misheard?" My eyes widen. "Ashley, she said, and I quote 'I'm his wife.'" Ashley scrunches her face together like the words are a sour lemon stuck between her teeth. "Well… Maybe she meant I'm his… Life. No. Um… mife?" She works hard thinking of reasonable explanations, but there are none. I've already tried them. Ashley is not Eminem. She won't be rhyming the word orange soon.

My hands automatically found their way to his nape as I returned the kiss by capturing his lower lip in the same intensity. "What the hell this wh*re is doing with you Asher." A furious female voice echoed in the air causing me to break our long craved moment. All my dreams and hopes again crushed in the ashes when reality dawned upon me.She was no other woman but his soon going to be wife. Violet.

“To our name? Your marriage to Luca was supposed to cement our legacy, not drag it through the filth of scandal!” Serena stared blankly ahead. “He was mine. He was supposed to be mine.” Her voice cracked. A sob slipped out before she could bite it back. “I did everything right,” she whispered. “I played the perfect wife. I kept the lies. I protected our secrets. I gave him time. And now, he chooses Asher?” Her mother’s face twisted in disgust. “He never deserved what we gave him. I told your father the day we adopted him that it was a mistake.”

I’ve barely eaten, barely slept, taking on extra responsibilities to avoid being around anyone. “Archie…Help me understand,” Ash pleads, his hands resting on his knees. When I look over at him, I don’t see anger in his eyes, more like some combination of hurt and confusion. We never keep secrets from each other. I was certainly hurt that he took a couple of days to tell me that he was mated to Saph. This situation is different. “What’s there to understand, Ash? She’s destined for me, and me for her.” Yaya tightens her hold around my neck, and I can’t help but melt into her.

Chapter 52 /-Tediora-/ “Wouldn't you introduce me?” she drawled, staring at him with puppy dog eyes and Asher slowly pulled off from her. He looked at me and then back and her and at me again. “Alvin. This is my fiancé, Serene.” She looked at me, fully this time as she slowly dragged her eyes up and down my frame, then she smirked and turned to face Asher, pulling him down for a sloppy kiss.

I press a hand against my chest, hoping it would somehow dull the ache. “I was so happy... I mean she heard me... The Moon Goddess actually mated me with him. The only man I have ever loved. Even after all these years… after everything. It is still him. It has always been him.” I say quietly, swallowing hard as the lump forms in my throat again. Ava quietly stares in front of her for a few seconds, her eyes narrowing as if she is mentally vaporizing Asher on the spot. “So let me get this straight. He is your mate. He finally comes back here after all these years, after leaving you pregnant and alone, and not only does he not acknowledge the bond between you, he shows up with a pregnant woman

His eyes are red as he glared at her. "What the fuck did you say? You are his wife? His wife? That c*unt was fucking dead already. You are a widow Aasha. My fucking widow. I made you the widow Aasha. I made it. There is a reason I killed him when he tied you the knot. I made you my widow. Understand"?? She is in too much of a haze to contemplate his words as she felt everything shaking around her. She blinked her eyes to keep herself conscious and her breathing seemed hard with the crying, fear, and proximity.

Nodding, Ash returned to his own office and shut the door. He needed to think. He needed to see Violet. He needed to figure out how the hell he was going to convince Violet that although her first love had died, that didn’t mean she had died along with him. When Ash began to gather his things to head home, his cell phone rang. He answered the call as he walked out to his car, and he almost dropped his phone when he realized it was Jeffrey Martin, the bookkeeper he’d called earlier. “Thanks for returning my call,” said Ash as he got inside his car. “I wanted to talk about a client you worked with about four years ago. A William Fielding? He was the husband of Violet Fielding, who owns White D