Chasing My Rejected Wife Free Online 소설 & 이야기

She scrolled and tapped some things before she handed them over to me. I took it from her and stared at the screen. My eyes widened immediately and my jaw dropped. "Trouble in paradise, as the wife of Famous man, Jordan Chase leaves mansion almost naked while claiming her husband has a mistress" was the headline of the blogger and a video of me and Jordan from last night was right there on the screen.

Was he just looking for ways to justify his affair with another woman? I wanted to confront him some more but he just left! He never even gave me the chance to argue further. He just turned his back away from me and left without further ado. That was so disrespectful of him! Now, I was alone and heartbroken! My heart felt like it had shattered into a million pieces as I stared at the floor. This couldn’t be real. It felt like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. Gabriel, my husband…he had left me!

she whispers. My shoulders slump as my hands drop from her face to hang at my sides, gaze fluttering to the floor and body tensing in anticipation of the cold sting of her rejection. But instead, she reaches up, grabbing my face with both hands and forcing me to look into her eyes. “You’re absolutely fucking insane, Chase Walker, but you’re mine. So let’s do it.”

"Mel, if you are really interested in him, give it a trial. Even if it turns out he doesn't feel the same, you won't be the first woman to get rejected and I'm sure he will be mature about it. If you think all he felt for you was sympathy all along, now is the time to know the real feelings, because you now have your son back. You have a stable job and are doing excellently in it. There's nothing to pity, because I see how fulfilled you look when you're at work. You practically have everything you desire now, so what's holding you from completing it and being full." Amy said seriously, before asking her to go wash up and do the necessary things she had to do.

To save the company, my mom and stepfather arranged this marriage with the Jackson Group, and I had to drop out of college. I can't accept her saying Kairo's money is wasted on me. Even though I'm not as wealthy as before, I know there's still enough to cover my needs and share the costs of infertility treatments. "Shares? What are you proud of? Your bankrupt company? Didn't your mom give up and dump you on us?" she mocks. I clench my fists until my knuckles turn white. "Can you just shut up for once? All you do is criticize and judge me like you're perfect!"

“He’s my father-in-law. It’s my responsibility to care—” “Responsibility!” I laughed. He looked pained at my response, but before he could answer, his phone rang. “Hey, Chris,” he answered. Chris’ voice was loud enough for me to hear. “Mason, there’s a situation. Someone just leaked Florence’s name online. All the details of your marriage are online right now.” Mason stiffened. “What?” I grabbed my phone and checked social media. My heart dropped. An account using my name and profile picture had posted a scathing expose: Mason Whitehill’s Secret Wife! Jade Thorne—Mistress or Just Delusional?

she said, resetting immediately, not waiting for praise or confirmation, "is that he is a man who has confused control with love for so long that he cannot tell them apart anymore." "That's only an analysis," I said. "Give me something better." She came again, a combination this time, jab and cross, forcing me to move laterally. I let her push me back two steps. "The truth is that he cannot stand losing," she said. Her breathing was elevated but controlled at the same time. "He is not chasing me because he loves me. He is chasing me because I stopped being something he owned and everything in his architecture requires that he owns what he has decided belongs to him."

Their lips were locked, and his hand was on her chest. Who sent this? Why did they send it to me? I dialed the number, but it went straight to voicemail. The second attempt didn’t even connect. I stared at the images again, confused and hopeful. This could be what I needed to free myself from that cursed marriage. Once I got my salary, I’d hire a lawyer and submit the images as evidence. After saving and backing up the images, I resumed cooking. Floral would tell me I didn’t need to do that since she could order in, but it was the least I could do. Being a housewife was so ingrained in me that I couldn’t sit still for too long without doing anything.

Following Tao, he opened the second room. Found it. Charlie was pressing down on a woman while he was kissing her madly. The woman was almost in a state of half-lun and was crying: "Mr. Charlie, please, I am Alpha Jason's worker. If you ask me to serve you, if Alpha Jason finds out, I will be finished..." Charlie was just excited: "What I want to play with is Alpha Jason's worker. Can't he satisfy you? Then let me do it...keeping it will make you feel so comfortable that you will growl..."

There was no sound or movement except our breathing. But then Wyatt broke it by raising his hand, aiming for my cheek to wipe the tears. However, I brushed it away just when it was about to touch my skin. "Don't you dare to touch me with your filthy hands." I hissed, finally uttering something after I arrived at this place. My mind was blown away when I received the text telling me my husband was cheating on me, as well as the pictures of them lying on the same bed. Then, when I saw it directly, all I could do was cry.