William Afton Wife Name Novels & Stories

William gave himself some thought and remained silent with his eyes looking at Monica before he let go of her and said, “Everyone is waiting." William turned around and resumed walking, while Monica remained perplexed by what had just occurred. Something seemed to have sparked William, but he couldn't explain why. Monica took a deep breath and followed him downstairs. “Here they are!” When William materialized, with that bitch behind him, Martina's voice shot up, her smile belying her crafty intentions. However, the fact that Katherine was here to spice up their day was exhilarating. All of the people at the breakfast table, Winston excepted, turned to face William and his stunningly beautif

William walked quickly to his mansion, which was seven o 'clock at night. He can't catch up to Elliona quickly, apologize to the wife and explain everything. William has a lot to do, not just about Nara alone. Vernon had said he was seeing elliona, and it sure wasn't gonna be easy for him to get his wife's sorry. "Where's my wife?" asked William to the babysitter of wilo who just climbed down the stairs, carrying a tray of food on it.

The only good that came out of their brief moments of coupling were his son and daughter. At times during their marriage, he’d felt less than a man, but he’d always stayed true to their vows. On her deathbed, she urged him to find another wife, a mother to raise their children. When he’d first met Kat—through her father, William thought she was the one. Just like Victoria, Kat had been innocent and shy, so he didn’t rush her. Within a week, he discovered from Gabe that Kat had been unfaithful. Even with William’s business partner, Brandon Kennedy, for goodness sake! After that, William hadn’t wanted to touch his wife.

Katherine Isobelle is Preston’s sister. They lost both of their parents because of an accident when they were young. Katherine Isobelle was a photographer. She used to work in New Zealand. Katherine Isobelle was married and she has a son. She signed the divorce papers but according to Preston, they are still married, because the divorce didn't push through. She has Belle’s DNA and that means they are the same person. Even after knowing all these facts, Hyacinth still couldn’t fully process everything that happened. A lot doesn't make sense. If it would, no one but her could make sense of it all but until she gets her memory back, it would be impossible.

Was his wife here to catch them red-handed? Before she could explain, Will’s wife said snappily, “Does life in the Tremont household and Mark Tremont not live up to your expectations? You’re married. Why are you still involved with someone else’s husband? I’ve always wondered what’s so special about the girl who got away. Now I know that you’re nothing but a dishonorable sl*t!”

he let out a small laugh and stopped when he noticed the disappointment on her face. “I don’t understand,” She whimpered. “Go inside, freshen up and rest a bit. When it’s dinner time I’ll explain everything to you” he rubbed her arm and left. “Ma’am” a lady dressed in black came. “I’ll help you with that” “Who’re you?” “I’m Anita, your personal attendant, ma’am” She replied. * * * Apparently, the only reason she was married to this gorgeous man was for the growth and stability of his and her father’s company. Her attendant had told her everything while she helped her sort herself out.

I try to resist sniffing the finger that was inside Matilda's vagina, but that's all in my head because I bring my finger to my nose and inhale her sweet natural body scent. “Damn!...” I whisper as I close my eyes. “How can one woman smell so fucking good down there?” I shake my head and quickly turn off the engine of my car before my wayward thoughts lead to another unsatisfied erection. I pull out the keys and step out of my car. I should not think about Matilda anymore now that Seraphina was back and very soon she will become my wife. I enter the house and William is waiting for me. “Mrs Wilson rather came home very troubled, sir.” William states.

I said calmly, “You are Stacy. My wife died long ago. You even handled the cremation yourself.” She stared at me in disbelief. “How can you not recognize me? I am Wendy. Stacy is the one who died!” Hearing that made my heart sink even deeper. So, she knew everything, yet she chose to pretend and watched me become a widower. I said coldly, “How could I fail to recognize my own wife? You’re not her. No matter how alike you look, you are not the same person. She is gone. Why are you using her name to commit atrocities?”

Monica pressed. "Yuan, Ambar, Nathan, and William’s wife". Intrigued, Monica quickly shifted to a sitting position, like a child listening to a fairy tale. "William’s wife? Why did she get involved and join in hating you?" Arini gave a small laugh. "Because she wanted Nathan. Unfortunately, I was the one who became his wife. To get Nathan’s attention again, she married William. I don't know—William probably has no idea what his wife is really like," Arini recounted.

"He even feels sorry for me all the time, saying my parents favored sons over daughters and that I suffered because of it. He turns a blind eye to me supporting my 'brother.' What an idiot!” "Why wouldn't I take advantage of a guy like this? His money is there for me and my son to spend!" I stared at my phone screen, my fingers trembling uncontrollably. Vivienne Carter was my wife. For five years, she constantly cried in front of me, saying she was neglected by her parents since childhood and forced to drop out of school to support her brother's education. Every single word oozed self-pity.