Jacob Anderson Prof Wife Novels & Stories

Instead she fixed one more meeting for her dad so that her dad's problem would get fixed and her money with profit would be paid off soon. While Karan hardly found one hour to talk with his own wife the whole day, as she was always busy. She even secretly tried to give some clients to Karan but he never got them as they were manipulated and stealed. He was feeling extremely restless to have some quality time with her. But his own work and her being workaholic was doing no justice to his craving. ___________

So she did not know the ops and downs. It turns out that Troy did not marry Abby Lewis.... But last time she saw them in the mall, they were very happy and seemed to have had a baby. They were getting married, and they were holding a wedding. But somebody made troubles at the wedding and they failed to perform marriage." Sunny adds, "However, the president of Williams's Group is living together with Miss Lewis and they already had a child." Nina is a little dizzy, "So are they married or not?" "Not married, but they live together with a child." Sunny says and takes a look at Nina, "Nina, why are you so interested in these now? I remember you were not a gossip!"

“It’ll be quick. You know what effect you have on me, Eleanor. I’m dying to talk to you. Just five minutes. I only need five minutes to“— I suddenly felt a hand on mine, and that hand seemed to cause Robert to shut the fuck up. Finally. I raised my head to see Anderson, his side profile as marvellous as ever. Damn it. Focus, Eleanor. “My wife said to let her go. Must she repeat herself, Mr Robert?” Anderson’s voice was so cold it sent shivers down my spine. How were these two even related? “You should be ashamed of yourself. I’m your“— Before Robert could play the ‘I’m your nephew’ card, Anderson grabbed his hand, putting it off me as he pulled me to the side.

“Don’t defend blindly son, the woman in the video is your wife,” Andrew said after watching the video for the umpteenth time. Anderson was getting upset but could not blame his dad. Even he had believed it at first, except that he detected something. Something he did not expect anyone else to notice. He just could not explain it to his father because It was intimate.

He wore a warm smile, and before I could react, he pulled me into a hug. “Ashley! It’s so good to see you!” he exclaimed, stepping back to look at me. “I almost thought you were Ashton for a second. You two look so much alike.” As I blinked in surprise, I felt Andreas tense beside me, his expression darkening. “Do you know him?” he asked, his voice low, edged with irritation. “Yeah,” I replied quickly, feigning a smile. “Jake and I went to college together.” Jake glanced at Andreas, recognition sparking in his eyes. “Wait a second. You’re Andreas Thorne, right? Ashton’s husband?”

he said casually. " Really? Are you sure this friend doesn't like you? I mean she left home all the way from Australia to attend your event " his mother said. " Mom don't get it twisted, Andrea is pregnant with babies," he said, emphasising each word. " I know, you told me her husband passed away. I remember. Do you have a picture of her? I would like to see what she looks like," Mrs Jones demanded. Jacob shook his head ” I don't have her photos, I will bring her home tomorrow. Happy now? “ He said unceremoniously.

All I was looking forward to today was getting my son discharged and us going home, I was tired of the hospital smell. It’s a notification from one of those celebrity gossip apps I always meant to delete. The headline flashes in bold font across my screen: “Jake Anderson Spotted Leaving club vortex in Miami at 2AM With Mystery Woman After Charity Gala, his wife Lila was nowhere to be seen. Could there be trouble brewing up in paradise?” My thumb hovers, trembling slightly, before I tap it. The photo loads slowly. I already know what I’ll see.

Her lies, spewed under the cover of being a reporter, made me tremble with rage. "You're lying through your teeth! Wilson is my husband, not yours." Rowena Jones paused, then smirked like she had caught me in a slip-up. "Wilson's your husband? Prove it." "I..." "Here's my marriage certificate with Wilson. Got anything like that?" She waved two certificates from her bag, flaunting them for me and the camera to see. A chill ran through me. How on earth did she have a marriage certificate with Wilson?

Blaine was cheated by his so-called girlfriend, she looks like a slut ---yeah a gold-digging bitch. Blaine had a serious relationship before, only Jacob and I don't have, just flings I think. The door burst open. "You have a problem with your wife?" Jacob said chuckling, entering my office without my permission. "Shut the fuck up, I don't have a wife. "Sure you don't have," He said in a mocking tone. "She agrees in our marriage because of money, Jacob." I reminded him.

“I’m trying to think.” Agnes crossed her arms, her expression set in a stubborn line. “Think about what, Anderson? How to chase after a woman who’s already moved on? You’re wasting your time.” Anderson turned to face her, his eyes narrowing. “This isn’t your concern,” he said coldly. “Wanda is my wife. I have to find a way to fix this.” Agnes rolled her eyes, her frustration bubbling over. “Wanda left you, Anderson,” she repeated, her voice laced with exasperation. “She doesn’t want you back. And you know what? Maybe that’s for the best.”