Is Vanessa Simmons Married Novels & Stories

~ JAMIE "Jamie and I were just reminiscing about an inside joke, weren't we, sweetheart?" Simon's hand found my lower back, warm and possessive. "We're not married, but we're very much together." Vanessa's eyes swept over the scene—Simon's hand on me, the kids clinging to our legs like we were their parents. I saw the exact moment she looked at me like she was pissed I was with someone. Her husband was probably somewhere cheating on her again.

I should get a new sim. *********** Our limousine arrived at the gate of the conservatory garden in Manhattan for the church session of Vanessa and Jason's wedding. "Is this really happening?" Vanessa said, almost close to tears. "Yes, now get your bitchy ass down and don't fucking smudge your makeup" Megan warned and we joked about it over a laugh. We alighted from the limo and i straightened the train of her gown. "We love you so much and you're going to do just great" I air-kissed her as we handed her to her father.

Alexa badly wanted to humiliate and attack Vanessa right now, but because she didn't want to lose her composure, she behaved herself and could only swallow her feelings! Vanessa sighed deeply and was preparing herself, since it was time for her to fulfil her own part of the deal. She suddenly held Xavier's arm tightly and smiled as she announced, “My husband is right, everyone. I'm his dear wife. We actually got engaged with each other in secret, and registered our marriage later on”. After saying this, Vanessa showed off the diamond ring which was on her finger. Honestly speaking, Vanessa bought this ring by herself. She never expected that she'd show it off in this manner.

She couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was something intriguing with Kirsten and she wanted to know it. “You're also a tourist like me?” Vanessa spoke English without the strong accent of the locals so Kirsten guessed that she came here for a holiday. As Vanessa nodded, Kirsten asked another question. “Having a holiday with your husband?” “Actually, I don’t have a husband. Though we did what husbands and wives do, we are not actually married. But, he’s the most caring man I’ve ever known.” Vanessa said, smiling. There’s no one she could tell about Matthew, she felt so right to tell it to a stranger.

And I didn't think that Vanessa would be cheating on me with my own blood until she brought Cyrus to our home. Ms. Raven opens the car door and gets on the driver’s side, I slide into the passenger seat. “We are friends. I’m not saying anything bad about her but that’s just how Vanessa is and always be, she has sex with different influential men every weekend, sometimes more than one, even when she is married.” Does that mean she was doing that while we were married? My ears are buzzing and the interior of the car feels too hot. I get out before I realize what I am doing.

More serious. “We haven’t identified him yet,” he replied, slowly. “But the marriage happened. Quiet. Unregistered in the usual places. Covered just enough to look like a glitch—but not to me.” I stared at him, my mind calculating, filing this into place. A slow, amused breath escaped me—soft, but heavy with implication. “So... Vanessa’s married to another man?” I repeated, tasting each word. “Aside from Sabatine?” A sly smile curled at the edge of my lips. “Interesting.” I tilted my head, eyes gleaming now with something sharper than amusement. “Let’s play a game with them.”

“Why not?” Vanessa sighed, standing and walking over to the window. She looked out at the city lights twinkling in the distance, her reflection staring back at her in the glass. “Riccardo and I... we have a past. A lot of it. And not all of it is good.” Emily remained quiet, waiting for her to continue. “He was my husband,” Vanessa said finally, her voice softer now. “We were married for years. But things... fell apart. He made mistakes. I made mistakes. And when it ended, it ended badly.”

he teased. Seriously? Pregnant? “Wait…” He paused. “Are you pregnant?” She thought about it. Probably not. Gian was just overthinking again. “It’s okay if you are. It just means you’re really mine.” Vanessa tried to stay calm. Her husband was being too sweet. “That was fast, right? Am I a sharpshooter?” he laughed at his own joke. She wanted to tease him back—tell him he was probably sterile. That would shut him up. Just imagining his reaction already made her want to laugh.

Jessica had wanted to keep things low-key. However, Simon insisted on a spectacle. "It's the only way to shut down the rumors," he had said. Jessica's gaze fell. She had no illusions about their marriage. It was a political arrangement, a partnership of courtesy, nothing more. Meanwhile, Simon seemed to have other ideas. He posted his first-ever social media update: a married man, complete with a photo of their marriage certificate. Likes and comments flooded in by the hundreds. [Looks like Mr. Canfield does like the ladies after all. Who's the lucky girl?]

"Sorry for disturbing." The two of them had just reached the entrance when I stood up and raised my voice. "Since all the leaders of the fashion media industry are here tonight, I'd like to say something. "Simon Jensen and I are legally married. And while our marriage was still in effect, he cheated on me with Angela Stewart."