Jay Wasley Wife Novels & Stories

“Then tell me what brings you to my home on a Saturday.” He exhaled heavily. “First, congratulations on getting engaged. When is the wedding going to—” “I know you didn't come here to talk about my wedding, Jayson, so let's not waste each other's time and get to the point.” “Is the video true?” he asked, his voice rough. There was only one video that could possibly get Jayson this worked up, and I didn't need clarification to tell what that was. I clicked my tongue. “I had my assistant take down the video, but I guess you saw it. Yes, it's true. Your precious Evelyn is carrying a married man's child.”

“I know. But the kids need to understand that Allena is not their mom and that she’s not coming back here to work.” Half an hour later, he bundled the kids into the SUV and headed for the cemetery. His wife was buried alongside her mother, who’d had her late in life and died when Jayne was in her teens. Her father was a professional card player and had abandoned his family when Jayne was a baby. She had no siblings, no real relatives who lived close, just an uncle and aunt who had moved to Ohio years ago. Looking at her gravestone and watching as the kids placed flowers there, Justin was overcome with an acute sense of loss and sadness. He missed her, but lately there were times when he coul

Jayda heard it then, the whispers beginning to move through the boutique like a current running just below the surface, fragments of sentences assembling themselves into a story she recognized because she had been living inside it. That's Jayda Marlowe. The F1 racer. The one whose husband divorced her. She felt it settle on her skin the way these things always did, uncomfortable and familiar at the same time, and she looked at Dess and made a decision. "Let's just go," she said quietly. "It's not worth it." They turned toward the door and Jayda was already thinking about the budget meeting, about getting back to the office, about the charcoal trousers she would probably order online because

Jayden sobs Infront of the mirror while Esperanza rubs his back soothingly wiping tears of her own. Everyone was in tears but Mrs. Jones was worse,her husband had to take her out if the room. We stayed in the emergency room till evening. Everyone was tired but no one wanted to go home. Erica had to be persuaded by her husband in order for her to go home, promising to come early morning the next day. Now it was left with Jones and I,no one wants to leave. "Jasmine,my love you need to go home and have some rest. You too Jayden and Esperanza,I will stay here with Grayson" Mr. Jones says before his wife wasn't having it.

Ivy looked just enough like her. That was the only reason he refused the family-arranged marriage in the first place—to wait for Elisha to come back. Jay's departure from the show went viral within minutes. The netizens started their speculation. Some said he was arrogant, others guessed his romance with Ivy had hit the rocks. I scrolled on my phone, watching the chaos unfold, when a comment stopped me cold. [Jay's been married for six years. This girl's just a shameless homewrecker.]

She felt like she was hanging on a shaking edge and she had to give all her shots. "Hmmm..." Jayson muttered unreadably. "Trishia, listen to me carefully. There's no other woman who can conceive my baby than Arabella Jones. No other woman... Do you understand?" He spoke impatiently. "No... Jayson! Jayson! What about me and your baby? Please do not abandon us this way." Her anger was no longer heard. Now, her begging was screaming.

I said calmly. Her eyes bug out then nodded. “Yes sure. I’m sorry.” After Jana left, Yelle also said her goodbye. "I'm leaving too, you're being possessive now." She said teasingly. When the two left, my husband turned to me. "What was that wife?" I raised my brow. “What do you mean?” “The thing that you just did.” I smirked. “I thought you want me to get jealous and be possessive of you?” Suddenly he bit his lower lip. It seems like he is keeping himself from smiling. He kissed and hugged me tightly. "That's my girl!" He whispered.

Ariel(Alexis) took over from me as the leader of the new DSD with Candace by her side and three other talented young dancers. Cilia and Jay returned to America three months ago after spending two years in South Korea. Jay was still singing no doubt about that and Lia was just Lia. She took over her mom's fashion industry as the new CEO two months ago, but she still continued with her model work sometimes. Jay on the other hand became the new CEO of the RW Modeling Agency since his dad retired and left it in his care. He and Lia got married a year after Dan and I. Right now, Lia's heavily pregnant and expecting her first child soon.

Alyssa explained, "It has nothing to do with me. Jasper's ex-wife is Alice White, while I'm the eldest daughter of the Taylor family, Alyssa." Silas chimed in, "You're right! You've never made any public appearances with Jasper. Outsiders have never seen you before. It's unlikely that anyone would come looking for you. None of this would affect you at all!" Alyssa sent another string of words, "Unfortunately for a certain woman, she's going to have a hard time." She smiled in cold arrogance. "You want to be with her so badly, Jasper Beckett? I'm happy to support the two of you in achieving your happily ever after. But since she's so eager to test me, you can't blame me for returning the fav

"Perez, Alyssa." She stood up from her chair as she whistled and cheered for her best friend who went up the platform wearing the biggest smile of happiness. Therese was teary-eyed hearing that her surname has changed now. She is no longer Alyssa Jones as Jayce and she finally decided to make it official. "THAT'S MY WIFE!"