Jason Mccann Love Story Novels & Stories

I couldn’t stop the stream of tears flowing freely down my cheeks while Jason struggled to wipe them up with his thumb. I’m never letting anyone or anything break us apart again. I will fight, live and die for my family. Ma’am Anupriya was right…Jason is the right man for me, the only man for me. THE END…

“So here’s what I’m gonna do. Five million dollars! Yes, you heard that right, five million for the person who convinces her to give me another chance. Bring Samantha back to New York. Bring my girl home to me where she belongs.” The crowd lost its mind, shouting their heads off as they cheered and chanted. “Take him back, Samantha!” “He still loves you!” “If he wanted to, he would!” “I love it when rich people rich right!” Finally, Jason leaned into the microphone, his eyes glittering with that same arrogance that had once broken her heart, saying, “Don’t be shy, Sam. You know I always get what I want in the end. And what I want… is you.” Jason winked, blew a kiss at the camera and then the

“Yeah?” “Thanks—for everything.” “Don’t thank me yet,” Mowe muttered. “This isn’t over. You’re in a house with people who may have erased your past and given you a fake name, a fake life, and a fake fiancée. That’s not love. That’s war disguised as romance.” Jason ended the call with a heavy heart. He returned to bed, sliding under the silk sheets beside Beauty. She shifted, turning toward him, resting her head against his chest. Her hand glided over his abdomen with soft familiarity.

She doubled over, gasping in pain, her whole body going limp. Yeah, hitting a woman might seem low—but what she did to Claire was far worse. Mandy started crying silently, tears falling without a sound. “Jason... I love you... how could you do this to me...” Jason closed his eyes for a moment, then let out a quiet sigh. He looked down at her with disappointment deeper than rage. “Love doesn’t come with poison. It doesn’t come with traps or lies that last seven years,” he said calmly. He signaled for his men to let her go. She collapsed to the floor the second they did. Jason stared at her for a second, then turned away.

“And you love me for it.” Before I can respond, his hand comes up to cup my cheek, his thumb brushing away a tear I didn’t realize had fallen. The warmth of his touch sends a jolt through me, and before I know it, his lips are on mine. The world fades away—the smoke, the noise, even Hannah fussing over Daniel. It’s just Jason and me, the connection between us undeniable and electrifying. When we finally pull apart, my breath is shaky, and Jason’s gaze is softer than I’ve ever seen it. “Why didn't you tell me about your plan to stop velkan at the party?” I whisper.

The silence between us hung like a cloud, but the noise in my mind was too loud for me to bother about it. I couldn't still believe the doctor's words. How could I possibly be pregnant? The last time I was with Jason, it was…just there, no connection whatsoever. Maybe a desperate, broken attempt to hold onto a marriage that was already slipping through my fingers. I remembered the emptiness in his eyes, the way he barely looked at me. And now, that same coldness had left something permanent inside me. I thought about the betrayal—not just his but mine too. How could I have been so blind? How had I convinced myself love was enough?

The host officially started the event and Jason was invited on stage to share his opinion. Afterward, he invited Philippa on stage. He spoke with great affection on how they met. He described how Philippa was always by his side during all the late nights and how she silently supported him when he was stressed out on projects. "She's my little ray of sunshine, always giving me energy." The crowd erupted into applause, praising their beautiful love story, yet they seemed to have forgotten that Jason was a married man. How comical. Sitting in the security control room listening to his speech, even I was almost moved.

“When Ji-hoon was seven years old, his father, Jason, came back to the Philippines under the pretext of visiting a dying parent. In truth, Jason went searching for his old flame, Dani. You see, all that time, he hadn’t stopped loving her. He loved his son Ji-hoon and even Mrs. Kim, to some extent, but Dani still held a special place in his heart. “When the two lovers found each other again, there was of course a period of guardedness on the part of Dani. But Jason assured her that he had already divorced Mrs. Kim and he would never leave Dani again. Soon, the two rekindled their love. They could barely contain their happiness and, as you can probably infer… I was the fruit of that sweet reun

Jason is truly a gentleman because he is not looking at my exposed thigh rather he is more focused on my injury sometimes I think that's why moon goddess hasn't paired me with Jason instead she paired me with cruel ralph "It's okay caroline, sometimes we have to go through the pain," Jason said to me and I looked at him with tear-filled eyes "I have been going through pain since childhood and I have no idea when all the pain will vanish from my life, first my parents died and then my only brother Nicholas went missing and now I have a mate who hates me," I said to him and unintentionally tears slipped from my eyes

Annie asked, already feeling sad. “Well, as I remember, your mother and I were in love, Annie,” Jason replied to cheer his daughter up, but he omitted that I was actually in love with him and he was in love with Kendall McLean. He now looked deeply at me, his gaze asking me to omit that part, and at least this time we could pretend to our daughter that he and I had a story worthy of a drama. Although I didn't want my daughter to believe a lie, her bright smile gave me no choice but to play along with Jason's game. "Really? This is beautiful!" the girl exclaimed excitedly.