William Afton Wife Name Novels & Stories

She never thought that five years later, she would actually end up like this. Not only did he have another woman, but he also had a son with this woman. Looking at the woman named William's husband, Cecelia full of bitterness. This woman was very beautiful, with a good figure, a good appearance, and a good temperament. When she looked at William, her eyes were full of deep love. The woman noticed Cecelia was observing her. She turned her head and smiled politely at her. Then, she walked to William's side and stretched out her arm to hold his arm naturally. "Let's go home."

"I'm glad you are interested. Her name is Nicolette Lyiora Atlas's daughter. Their family used to be the second biggest before a problem with William occurred" "What kind of problem?" "Well, the most I can tell you is that William is a very selfish individual without a care in the world for anyone. He poisoned his own wife and harmed his granddaughter. That's why they've been in hiding, and while this event is big, we'll be keeping your wife's name a secret to prevent William from knowing her whereabouts." "Gonna be hard to keep it concealed, especially with our family." "Your grandfather already set up a sniper and a large amount of security outside and in."

Didn't expect Talia to drop a bomb like that on our anniversary. I slammed the door and tore off, pedal down, straight to Cresthaven Hotel. "Call Talia Sweeney down. I need her." The receptionist didn't even look up. She pointed to the side. "Fill out a form if you're here for business. Ms. Sweeney isn't seeing anyone right now." "I'm her husband. Tell her to come down. Five minutes." That got her attention.

"Victoria, you brought every bit of this on yourself." Victoria's head jerked up. The last bit of color drained from her face. "You couldn't wait to sign that divorce agreement. You severed the last thing between us with your own hand." I stepped forward and looked down at her. "We're not married anymore. There's nothing left between us." I straightened up and didn't look at her again. Two female officers came forward and hauled her up between them. She wasn't crying anymore. Wasn't begging. She just hung there between them like a rag doll, eyes empty, letting them drag her away.

She walked up to a table and took a seat beside a couple in their late fifties. “I haven't seen Mr Sullivan around,” His wife said while looking around. “Richard Sullivan?” The wife nodded. “Yes, he'll be given a speech but why isn't he around yet?” “Probably he's in any of the rooms upstairs. I want to use the restroom, I'll be right back.” The husband said and pecked his wife's cheek before heading to the restroom.

She saw it as another way of opportunity to discard Maya. “It has been over a month now you came to this house last, what’s your aim for coming today? And, what did you do to my husband. Talk, Maya!” She shouted in fierce eyes. Maya and Wyatt looked at each other. They couldn’t believe it was a deadly Criminal Mr. William brought to the house as a Wife.

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

she said. “I’ll always be here for you baby” he said as he cupped her ass with his hands while I stood there, watching them share another kiss. When I’d finally had enough of their nonsense, I pushed the woman away, “are you mad or….” Before I could complete my statement, William turned me to himself and gave me a resounding slap across the face. I staggered back in shock as I held on to my cheek, staring at him for an explanation. “Mind how you speak to her, she’s my wife, Emily Crawford.” He said and I had to hold myself up else my legs would give way. His wife? He had a freaking wife!

When I stooped down to pick it up, my pulse raced as I recognised my name neatly written at the top. "Dear Camilla Rowland, I hope this letter finds you well. Sign the documents contained in the mail. The love of my life, Alessia, has returned. I need you to carefully read and sign the papers. After that, you may leave my house. "Our marriage is ended.”

Dani asked, frowning. “Oh, I know where this is going,” Edgar said, narrowing his eyes with an amused smile. Sierra’s eyes widened. “You’ve got it all wrong. I’m not his wife,” she said, shaking her head. “What?” Edgar and Dani turned to her simultaneously. Sierra shook her head again, firmly denying it. “Guys, she’s not his wife. Axton’s wife is named Callie. How could you forget?” “His wife has black hair, not blonde,” Max chimed in.