Novel & Cerita Liane V Husband

"And even if they had tried, it wouldn't have mattered. Liam Sterling couldn't have legally married you last June. Or ever." "Why?" I whispered. The word felt like a shard of glass lodged in my throat. "Your husband, well, Mr. Sterling's already married to someone else." Miller turned his computer monitor around. The blue light of the screen blinded me for a second. When my vision cleared, I saw a database record. It was Liam's name. And right next to his name, under the heading Spouse, wasn't my name. It was a name I knew better than my own. Sophia Cruz, his manager.

"So who's that Lily from Shanghai?" teased Leah after Adrian shut her phone. Adrian laughed, "She was just a friend I met a long time ago, she said she read the news about my marriage, and congratulate me that's all," said Adrian casually. "Ohh I see," replied her tried not to sound jealous.

I accepted the drink and thanked him again. “You remind me of Elena so much, you know, She was my wife and I lost her to another, it’s painful you know.” He said and with the look of things, it seems he is still not over her yet, what really happened to them? Why would a beautiful marriage like that get destroyed, what really happened, Daniel didn’t tell me in detail and also what I overheard at the hospital, was just Liam expressing his hurt and feelings without knowing what exactly happened, Liam was a child then and his thinking might be how he pictured it as a kid, I want peace just the way I found peace again with him.

I tore my eyes from the screen, my throat constricting—and in the dark reflection of the glass, I saw her. Lilian was looking down at her phone, a soft, radiant smile playing on her lips—a smile I had never seen her give to me. And in that moment, a devastating certainty crystallized in my gut. This hidden marriage was never for the company. It was for Nathan.

"I am careful. Stop treating me like a kid—I’m the second-in-command of this city." "And I’m your aunt," Liana shot back, "which means I’ll treat you like a child when you act like one." She began stitching without another word. When the last suture was tied off, Liana peeled away her gloves with a sharp snap. "And Zayne…" Venom blinked. "Zayne? What about him?" "My husband called from Capital Hospital. Zayne’s missed his last two checkups. Worse, he’s ignoring calls. You’re the only one he might listen to. You need to tak to him."

"Or should I just keep bleeding out while we wait for him to call back?" A bitter smile tugged at the corner of my lips. Speechless, the doctor stumbled over their words, unsure how to respond. I already knew where Michael was—comforting Lily Clement after she fell into the water. Of course, he wasn’t thinking about me. If he had, he wouldn’t have pushed me off the yacht in the first place. I remembered the photo of them huddled together on her Instagram, the picture looking so intimate it almost made me, his actual wife, feel jealous.

she said. “Lily, how could you be this vicious,” he said within clenched teeth, “if something happens to Vivian you'll have me to deal with.” He warned. “I'll take you to the hospital,” he told Vivian, she curled up in his arms as he carried her out of the villa. God, how could I have married a man that was this blind, I cursed the day that I met him. Couldn't he see that I was hurt too, all he did was just blame me, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, then a warm liquid tracing down my thighs.

With that, I turned around and dialed the number for the police. “Officer, I want to report a crime! My husband transferred my premarital assets without my consent to his mistress!” “I suspect they are plotting something!”

Lilian sighed, taking the phone away from her ear after her son ended the call. She knew better not to call him back right now so she exited the closet. Getting back to the room, her eyes met with her husband who was lying on his back, on the bed, swiping through his tab. Lilian rolled her eyes at him. She couldn't believe he could be this calm while she was going out of her mind. Lilian took off her robe and made her way to the other side of the bed where he was. She sat in the space opposite him.

She could barely even swallow properly. “Aren't you going to do anything? Or are you just nervous?” One of the ladies asked, and Liya turned back to look at her. The lady quickly extended her hand. “Liana Sinclair. Xavier Sinclair's sister.” Liya could quickly spot the similarities between the two. Liya took her hand. “Liya Marino.” “Aldo Marino's wife. I know.” Liya found herself blushing. The only thing she could do was watch Liana as she touched her makeup, applied more lip gloss, and fixed her hair. They were soon huddled out of the dressing room.