Jacob's First Wife Crossword Novels & Stories

Jacob asked, observing Jayden's uncertain expression. Jayden turned and looked at Jacob with a confident gaze. "I know who my wife is. She’s a good woman. I’m even surprised why you suddenly brought her into this conversation?" He shrugged. "Well, then I want to surprise you, honorable Minister. Talia Jepson is the woman who was once betrothed to me. And do you know why our parents arranged our marriage?" Jacob leaned forward and looked at Jayden with a crooked smile. "They wanted to rule the world. I was once targeted to be their pawn. But I refused. And now, you're in their grasp. But unfortunately, you're facing Nicklaus Hunter, Jayden. Have you ever heard that name?"

I snap, cutting him off, every nerve ending on fire. “Don’t you dare feed me excuses. Marion is my wife. My wife. And you’re hiding something from me.” I step closer, fury and dread clawing my chest. “Where is she? What do you mean this accusation will kill her? Nothing fazes her. Nothing. So what the hell are you hiding?” Jacob sighs, the sound heavy, like he’s aged ten years in one breath. His eyes flicker, guilt-ridden. Then he finally says it.

It took some time for him to open his mouth because he was unsure where he should start, afraid that Fatima would misunderstand him. "First of all, I would like to clear the misunderstanding. Margot and I are not really married," Jacob started, gently stroking Fatima's fingers while looking deep into her eyes. Fatima was surprised by what he said. "I asked her to pretend to be my wife and approach you just so I can get your attention because I don't know any other ways to approach you."

“She’s my wife." The words hit like a slap, something inside me snapped. “Don’t you dare,” I said, my voice shaking but sharp stepping forward despite the fear still clinging to me. “Don’t you dare use that to justify what you just did." Jacobs' eyes darkened. Iris moved a little enough to block Jacob without making it obvious. Jacob noticed this. He did not like it one bit. "Interesting,” he said "I want to know why you think you can stop me from touching my wife," he said, his eyes fixed on Iris.

His first partner, the second madam, looked cold as she stared at Jacob resentfully. “What are your plans, Old Master? Are you trying to let all of them in?” Jacob looked at his first partner. Although he did not have much love for her, his first partner was brilliant, elegant, and a decent person. She had been with him for decades and had kept their house well organized throughout the years.

“We have to discuss it some other time, Dale. Right now, all I could think about is Bethany!” “Perhaps it’s better for Bethany to be away from you. You know it is dangerous for Bethany to show up right now, Jacob,” I reminded him about his second wife. Jacob’s love life was really complicated. First, he married Lucy and caused her to kill herself, then he married Lucy’s twin and did everything to divorce the woman. Sometimes, I really had no idea what was going on inside Jacob’s head. Although his manipulations against the twin were beneficial to him, it has a worse effect. He just endangered the life of Bethany…and their daughter!

Sighing, Jacob realized that he was already thinking too much about this stranger; especially when he had more pressing matters to think about. His mother passed. She had asked for him on her deathbed, and he hadn't been there. Nor was he closing a deal at the time. No. Instead he had cowardly sat in the hospital parking lot, waiting for the alert from his mother's private physician. As an only child, he refused to witness his mother's passing. Maritza Barlowe Cruz, the first woman he ever loved. "Arrived." The navigation system announced, as Jacob slowed to a stop in front of Stephie's residence.

Hazel frowned. She did not expect that just as she was about to prove her innocence, something else would happen. However, something else was Jacob’s wife, Jacqueline Ross. Jacob counted on his wife and would never question her, but he was very flirtatious, so she often caused trouble for him regardless of the occasion. When he saw Jacqueline walk in and she was angry, Jacob was so scared that he quickly released Hazel. “Jacqueline, this is a misunderstanding, a total misunderstanding…”

He murmured and rolled his eyes. “What's the matter, Richard?” Devyn teased and smirked. “I don't even know.” He ran his hand through his hair frustratingly. Jeremy laughed out loud, promptly Richard looked at him and lifted a brow. “What?” He pouted his lips cutely. “Tell me, is it Henrietta or your new wife... Cathy?” Jeremy wrinkled his face, trying to recall her name but he couldn't. “Charlene,” Devyn reminded him and burst into delighted laughter. “I'm pretty sure it's Henrietta. Richard is the one giving Charlene a hard time.”

Jacob hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I couldn't help but notice your blood type," he said. "It's the same as my late wife's." Katara felt a chill run down her spine. She had heard rumors about Jacob's wife and child dying in a tragic accident, but she had never known the details. "I'm sorry for your loss," she said softly. Jacob shook his head. "That's just it. I was told that both my wife and child didn't survive. But when I saw your blood type, I couldn't help but wonder..."