Novel & Cerita Jay Wasley Wife

Feeling a knot in my chest, I opened our chat. [Hey, man, are you sure that package went to the right place?] [Yeah! Harborview Estates, Unit 2502. Didn't you guys already sign for it?] Then, he sent me another photo. Right away, my blood was about to boil. My brain just shut down like a clock with a broken spring. In the picture, my wife, Phoebe Reese, was wearing a skimpy black lace nightgown, holding the roses I sent her with a seductive smile on her face.

My gaze landed on the pink bracelet wrapped around her wrist. The same one from the picture. And just like that, everything made sense to me. Jewel is the one woman Jayson has always loved.The one I could never replace. The one who existed in his life long before I ever did. I thought he had moved on. I thought he had forgotten her. I was so stupid. She walked past me, didn’t even glance in my direction. My chest tightened painfully as I watched her until she's out of my sight.

I swiped my private card and headed upstairs. My head was buzzing. I just needed Talia in front of me, telling the truth. "Talia, get out here!" I kicked the door open. Nothing. Just silence. Danny rushed up, baby in his arms, and grabbed me. "Jerome, Talia's still in a meeting. Can we talk after she's done?" I shook him off. "Talk about what? How you've been sleeping with my wife behind my back—and had two kids with her?" A sleepy little boy wandered out and ran straight to him, all clingy.

Winston raged at Jayla when she was unable to understand that they could not allow their current circumstances to ruin their future. “William is not my son; he is also not a significant person for whom I would forget that I lost Henry today, and I don't give a damn who William married in the future. Since his return, that man has damaged everything. In front of me, my lovely family has been shattered, and there is nothing I can do to stop it," Jayla screamed uncontrollably, her hair was disheveled, which she used to tie exquisitely to make her appear more expressive, and her face was free of cosmetics. She appeared insane after Henry's death since the grief tore her stability from her senses

she added and he laughed. "I'll start leaving work earlier" he abruptly said "At least before dinner time" Her eyes gleamed for joy. "Thank you" she said, beaming. "Oh yes, that's right!" She interjected, "Have I ever been in a car crash before?" "No. Why?" Daniel answered, confused. "Nevermind" 'That means it wasn't a flashback after all' 'So what was it then?' she thought. * * * "Do you know where my husband is?" Addison asked James, she had met him at the office but Daniel wasn't around.

Everyone is equal here and if no one's cool with that, they can take the exit. She decided to oversee the workers at their post while expectant of Isabelle- even the mere thought of her name makes her smile- and her so-called celebrity husband's arrival. For some reason, Jayda feels the husband must have passed on that order to the wife and then the wife to her and that makes her dislike him even more. Knowing she could have turned Khloé down, Jayda couldn't possibly hurt Isabelle on purpose, she just couldn't pull through with it. "Ms Jayda!!!" Isabelle hurriedly entered Euphoria and as soon as she saw Jayda's back through the glass from outside.

“Rescuing you, you mean.” She tossed down her spoon. “What right do they have to hold you here, anyway? Seems to me like they gave up on you a long time ago. Why take you back now, when you don’t want to be here?” Wiley sighed heavily. “It’s worse. Jayems…. He claims he’s my husband.” “What?” The table rattled as Jasmine shot to her feet. “For crying out loud, why?” Wiley’s lip began to tremble. “He claims we were ‘joined in a betrothal ceremony’ when we were kids.”

Jay was a divorcee, he married twice but both of his marriages broke off. Till high school Jay was Maya’s official guardian, she was an orphan for quite a long time, and she came around Jay seven years ago when his work was just set up in Dehradun– sent by his old friend and Maya’s mentor. "Kali?" Jay read from the newspaper as Maya was humming a merry tune sitting adjacent to his desk. She stopped as he spoke the word and snatched the newspaper from him and read the headline. 𝗞𝗔𝗟𝗜 -- 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗟 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗥!

I said, trying to guide her to the couch. But she shook her head. "No, I'm fine. I just need to...I need to tell you one more thing." I raised an eyebrow. "What is it?" Jayla looked up at me, her eyes sparkling. "He asked that I attend a gala with him. As his wife." My expression turned serious. "What was your answer?". I asked with hope in my eyes, even though I knew what the answer already was. Jayla shrugged. "Yes. I said yes. It just seemed like a good idea at the time. Moreover, the public does not know we aren't together anymore. Him coming alone will raise suspicions and bring unnecessary dragging online"