James Maslow Wife Novels & Stories

Walked away from her marriage. But then I found something different. A society column from a few months ago, after she came back: *Sources who knew the couple during their marriage paint a different picture. Former staff members describe a young wife who was constantly criticized by her mother-in-law, isolated from her child by Moore’s mistress, and eventually driven from the home she’d tried to make her own.* Mistress. The word jumped out at me.

When Maria saw her husband, she spoke up," The whore tried to kill us today" James looked at his wife and spoke up," What do you mean?" "She put so much salt in curry. Because of this we had to order food from outside. She is such a useless. Let's just finish her. Our park does not need a whore. A human pathetic whore" Maria told him. "Then punish her. She will be 18 soon. Then I want to make her my personal mistress. And stop talking about her. Mind link Lucky. I have a good news for you two" James said and Maria nodded.

“Honestly, she’s not the kind of woman I’d want to show off and say, ‘That’s my wife.’” ' Bastard!' Eloise lips trembled, her breath quivered. She was dead but everything felt suffocating, her chest tightened with intense pain, one she wished to claw out with her fingers. Tears brimmed in her eyes. This was the man she loved, the man she gave her everything, including her company. Mason was just a manager who became the CEO after they got married. ' I'm not the kind of wife you want?' her voice trembled as she said in disbelief.

From Crystal, Clarabelle knew James had been cold and curt since he lost his wife to brain cancer. Three years of marriage, yet to have children, James' wife died. James was devastated. It took him a long time to start his life again. After returning to busy work, James became cold and curt. Especially about women. He seemed to be deliberately shutting himself down because he didn't want Carol, his late wife, to leave his life.

"James, our business partnership is confidential. You understand what that means, don’t you? No one can know about it." "Relax, Mr. Romano. Besides, that woman isn’t just anyone—she’s my wife." Romano’s face instantly hardened. "What?" he exclaimed. ***

Jane and James had only been married for a few months before things went wrong. Mrs. Watson, James' mother, introduced another woman, Cynthia, with hopes of replacing Jane. James Watson didn't want anything to do with this woman, and he made it clear by chasing her out of the house. After some peaceful months passed, Jane gave birth, but James had a terrible accident on the same day. James lost all memory of his beloved wife and instead chose Cynthia because he only remembered her as his childhood sweetheart.

“Except you are interested in mating me, I won’t overstep my boundary. I’m sure Mr. James doesn’t come close to Didi in bed so why are you with him?” “I’m with him because he spends on me. And I was hoping to get all he has. But his dumb wife outsmarted him. That wife of his thinks she is the real deal. She is only operating on past glory. Her time to shine is non-existent. I’m a hundredfold smarter than her.” “So since things didn’t go as planned, then you plan to deal with his wife one-on-one and kick Mr. James to the curb.” “I already kicked him to the curb.”

"Wait... I don't know your husband." "My husband is a demon, and I never want to be with him again." "You can tell me who your husband is." Tessa tried to ask the woman, who looked dazed with a bandage on her head. "James Skywalker." Tessa was surprised to hear that name. There was not only one James in the world, but the name James Skywalker was probably the same person as the James who hired her services. Then who was this woman in front of her? Wasn't James' wife Natasha

~Jasmine~ The mention of Dr. James’s wife hung in the air with a very persistent and unsettling question mark. What possible connection could she have to this tangled situation, and how did she factor into the appearance of this “new Martha?” Did she have something to do with it? But what was her gain in all of it? The questions just came running through my mind without a stop.

If your friend's institution could really turn regular people into elites, you wouldn't still be a useless nobody. She shook her head in disdain. "Someone who isn't an elite has no business trying to train one. When my husband was still last in his class, I trained him myself and sent him straight into Dalvea University. That year, the entire school was shaken. Even the principal came to me asking for my methods." As she spoke of the past, Cassandra grew animated, her eyes bright with pride. Xavier was more than happy to stall for time. Swallowing his pride, he played along and echoed her praise. "That's incredible. As expected of you, Cassie. Only someone like you could do that."