Novel & Cerita Who Is Inosuke's Wife

Even though Inez was the one running the Jansen family company, he always acted like he was the most powerful and important person there. "Brother William, Mario is my husband now. It’s only natural for him to say that," Inez defended, pulling William’s arm down. She felt sorry for Mario, who had gone pale under William’s barrage of insults. William grabbed Inez’s hand and kissed it affectionately. She shuddered at the feeling of his lips on her skin; it was like an sudden, itchy allergic reaction. "Brother William, please don’t do this. I’m taken now..." Inez said, trying to pull her hand free from his grip, which was as tight as a crab’s claw.

After his lips left to kiss mine, I said, "My name is Azalea Himawari, 19 years old, wife of Anthony Kicker. Whose dress is this, sir, it's not for me, right?" I have to make him realize that I am not his girlfriend. I'm not a substitute woman. I am a wife, who cannot possibly remarry before I am divorced. I hope he understands and doesn't fight fate. But he said, "I don't care, cause you are mine right now!"

Now, I’ll be moving my things to a room that I share with him? “Remember, we’ll take things slow,” he says, pulling my hand to his mouth. “What about a claim? Iniko is a full dragon. He will need to be claimed by his mate,” Avani says. Iniko growls softly before turning to his father. “We have time before we need to discuss that, Dad. How about we get Brooke adjusted to the fact that she has a mate and help her understand what that means before we begin talking about claiming me.”

“And why should she leave, Elias?” His words landed like a thunderclap, making Elias’s expression darken instantly. “She’s my wife, the lady of this house, and your sister-in-law. You should be listening to her. She’s not your wife!” Marcellus stepped forward, placing himself between Elias and Alia. His tone was filled with displeasure and authority, his sharp gaze locked onto Elias’s. Clearly, he wasn’t planning to back down.

Fu said, the pouty face was still there. Rio chuckled and patted his shoulder. “Oh he’s not my grandson. He’s my son in law… He’s Akane’s husband.” “Oh Akane’s married?” Fu asked, looking a bit surprised. “Yes. You attended the wedding last year, silly.” Rio said. Fu shrugged. “I thought that was just some party.” His answer made Rio giggle. “But it’s so nice to see you out of the hospital bed, Rio-chan. Don’t eat spicy foods again, you hear me?” Fu reprimanded her.

“I do, indeed. You see, we’re not so different.” I can’t help but chuckle at this and clap his shoulder. “Ah, I see. Well, let’s finish up the introductions and get the marriage underway.” I say, nodding at Andreas, who closes the door behind him and walks over to us again. Kaen puts a hand on an older woman’s shoulder. “This is my wife, Saeko,” he says, and I take the woman’s hand. Her scent is masked by her husband’s, which is entirely understandable. He’s an Eastern Alpha; things worked differently over there.