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Her cheeks pinked up and she looked away shyly while the reporters continued to click her pictures. “So let’s go on”I began to talk again, “this press conference is just to talk about the video that has been trending online that my wife made concerning what she has been suffering since we got married and I am not here to say that everything she said was a lie. When we first got married, I didn’t love her and she didn’t love me too hence all the trauma and trouble. She hated me, so much that at times she would tell me to die instead but instead of me hating her back, I found myself falling in love with the woman who would rather kill me than be called my wife” My eyes rested on her again, she

Charles whispered. Wife! He had referred to her as wife! She was his wife. And now it was time to be his wife! Relaxing her body of her own accord in an act of submission to him, she clung harder to him. "I love you, husband!"Fiona confessed for all the hardships they've endured ,she finally confessed she has a crush on Fiona.

Maybe I just needed someone to hold me. “Don’t touch me, Maya,” he said, pushing me back. I blinked at him, dazed. “Bryan… I love you. I really love you.” “What is wrong with you?” he asked sharply. The woman stood up, crossing her arms. She looked at me like I was trash. “This your so called wife just drink my wige ,” the woman said with a smirk. “It was meant for me and you tonight. It had… something extra in it.” She laughed. “Looks like your wife is more desperate than I thought.”

I now get why she blushing the first time we met. But she looks so young. I hear Mark's footsteps approaching and I quickly put the frame down but I was fast enough. He saw me with it. "Oh you have seen my wife's picture"he mutters and I blush from embarrassment. "Why didn't you say anything? She freaking working with you"I say and he sighs. "I just don't want people thinking I favor her because she is my wife"he simply explains. "She's young tho"I blurted "Yeah. We got married when she was nineteen. It was love at first sight,she was in her first year of college by then. Now she is twenty three and about to graduate"he soft say with bright smile.

He kissed my shoulder and uttered in husky tone, " You are my wife.. So I thought to call you romantically as wifey.. Why ??.. Don't you like it ??" " Wifey.. Why didn't you tell me that you don't like to be called Gundu ??" He added in soft tone.. When I heard his question, I do not know whether to laugh or cry.. In this world, who likes to be called fatty, who wants to hear that word from the person they love.. Regardless of his foolish query, I told him in low tone, " We will get divorce next week.. After that, I am not your wife.. I don't care by what name you are calling me.. However, your fiance gowri will definitely don't like it when you call me as wifey in front of her.."

It spilled down her legs, leaving a large patch of skin angry red. But she didn't even flinch. She kept screaming. "No! I won't do it! You promised you'd marry me! I finally became your wife, and now you just want to throw me away?" "Get this through your head. The woman I love is Vivian. The only wife I'll ever have is Vivian." Adrian watched her unravel without a word. "If you don't sign these papers, you can forget about Vivian's research paper and your precious advisory position."

-something he loves. Meanwhile, cousin Natalia watches them from a distance and her blood boils with jealousy. Is the wife prettier than her? The rebellious little girl has traveled from one country to another with the intention of spoiling the husbands' vacation, she was sure that they were both pretending to love each other and that's why she thought she had a chance with her own cousin. Now she is very upset to see with her own eyes that it has all been an illusion that developed in her mind, since her cousin and the wife look very happy being together.

"Susie, this is the way I see it. Throughout all the years, you have had your chance. Even through all our college years and the first three years of my marriage, you had your chance to make Devon yours. It never happened! I won't sit back and let you ruin the next three years and beyond that, Susie! So you need to face it, the boy loves me, and nothing has changed even though you tried to rain on our wedding yesterday! It's been torcher having you interfere in our marriage, but finally, I'm letting you and everybody else know I'm not letting you get your hands on what's minds anymore!" "I love my wife, and it's only fair to us that we have a chance at happiness. So leave us alone, Susie? Go

She also gave me a home, one that was registered under someone else's name. "Javier." Charlene looked up, her eyes brimming with guilt. "I know the person I've wronged most is you. But Travis and I are over. You're the one I love, and you're the only husband I'll ever have. I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you, okay?" She reached out to hold my hand, her tone almost pleading. "Travis has already lost me. He can't be left with nothing. Let this house serve as the final chapter for our past."

"I just mean... he's been professional. Respectful." "Hmm." Vivienne took a sip of her wine, her expression thoughtful. "You know, I never understood why you agreed to marry Adrian." The statement hung between us, too honest to be comfortable. "I love him," I said. The lie tasted like ash. "Do you?" Vivienne tilted her head. "Because from where I'm sitting, it looks more like you're trying to convince yourself you do." I didn't respond. Couldn't.