Novel & Cerita Wife Benny Rodriguez Now

It's pretty difficult to believe he was the same person who was staring at Rodrigo like he could shoot him down anytime soon. "I will take his legacy higher," Rodrigo continued. "And for those wondering, the young, stunning lady sitting beside me is my wife." He turned to look at me, but all I could do was blink. I was about to look around, searching for this wife he spoke of, when he spoke again. "Tanya Gonzalo, please come forward." I gasped. He just introduced me as his wife, with his last name attached to mine. Was this part of our agreement? I stood and walked towards him. He flashed me one of those heart-melting smiles, but my heart didn't melt. I was too confused to be affected by any

He had already investigated her, so seeing her now was not surprising. Robin was very surprised that the president of C.W. was actually a beautiful woman. Really beautiful! But it was just beauty. She didn't have the aura of their madam. Benjamin said indifferently, "I don't manage entertainment company projects. Find Howard and let him come and talk to this president. I'm going to find my wife." Robin: "..." He's thinking about finding his wife every moment. He really wanted to go back and find his wife too. His wife was pregnant, and he wanted to stay by her side all the time to take care of her.

, and Maria said no. "You did what you felt and trust me if it was me I would have done the same thing or more worse than this. Coz you know even in this emotional torture going inside you, you didn't accused him nor did you misunderstood the whole situation. It was all bottled up inside you and I'm happy to know that you are a sharp lady. And I'm sure with this smart ass brain of yours will never let your title wife be snatched by anyone. She was and will always be a past and you his present and future being his one and only wife for life", Dia smiled hearing her place was reserved and she knows her place and position was so strong and powerful that everyone will need to bow down near her.

TWO YEARS AND THREE MONTHS BACK “Benny proposed last night saying I was the only woman he could ever imagine as his wife. Can you tuck inagine? The fucker dared to say it to my face while fucking that Bitch-are you even listening? Hey! Rara!” I jolted forward when someone shook me by the shoulders.

Benny wanders down from the main house. “There’s nothing of interest in the rest of the house. And we’re having a little party down here, are we?” He comes over and looks at the table. “Ooh, interesting.” The woman scoffs and continues. Benny hands her a piece, she frowns up at him, “I know shit, get over it bitch. You want this bomb to go off or not?” She snatches the part from him and installs it quickly. “What I thought.”

Diego cleared his throat and gave Benigno a piercing stare, so intense that his intimidating aura shone through. "What do you mean?" Diego asked, sounding irritated. "She just spent some time with me. Sure looks pretty." "Ah..." Benigno didn't seem to realize that Diego was already wary of him. He nodded his head with a teasing smile. "Actually, I'm not surprised. Your wife is always beautiful. She looks perfect..." Hearing Benigno's words, Diego somehow felt an irritation in his gut. Diego's hands suddenly clenched into perfect fists. Diego gritted his teeth as he began to feel uncomfortable.

The sudden interest in her was almost bewildering and she felt as if she'd become a mini celebrity all her own if the way she received mails from people she didn't know or knew and hadn't talked to in ages was anything to go by. Of course, Tina helped her jog her memory as to who the people congratulating her on her fast approaching wedding were so she could reply appropriately but it was all still pretty overwhelming to her. She'd gone from having a steady job to having no job at all to becoming the would be wife to a renowned billionaire in the span of a few weeks. But she'd adjusted well.

Certain she’d misheard. “A… what?” “A wife,” Adrian repeated, tone unchanged. “A legal spouse. Immediately.” Elena’s pulse pounded in her temples. “This is— this is insane.” Adrian’s gaze didn’t flicker. “It’s business.” Elena stood so abruptly the chair scraped. “No. Absolutely not.” Adrian didn’t raise his voice. Didn’t move. He simply watched her like he’d watched everything else—calm, controlled, inevitable. “You’re emotional,” he said. “Sit down.”

I was determined to make the most of the evening, despite the guilt and regret that was still lingering in the back of my mind. Bridgette, meanwhile, was in her element. She was beaming with joy, and her smile lit up the entire room. She was the center of attention, and she was lapping up every moment of it. I couldn't help but feel a pang of pride and admiration for my wife, who was truly shining on her special day.

“This marriage isn’t real.” His eyes narrowed slightly, his head tilting to the side as he smirked at me. “It’s real enough to make them want to burn you for it.” Something in his tone…. that cold, possessive edge made my pulse skip. I hated it. I hated that a part of me felt safer under his danger than I ever did in my sister’s shadow. The phone buzzed again, drawing our attention to it. It was another headline flashing across the screen. ‘Summer Rodriguez: The Woman Who Fooled the World.’