Jazmine Sullivan Husband Novels & Stories

"Sarah?" "Yeah. She told me yesterday." Julian wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, noticing the slight tremor in his fingers. He hoped Dom didn’t see it, but his friend was too observant for his luck. "She’s married to Kane. Properly married. And she has a son for him. A four-year-old."

Yet, the post she was now looking at read— "Hello, everyone. I'm Ariel Walker's husband, Jayson Larkin. In our marriage, I was the one who fell for her first and longed for her to be my partner. I hope everyone will stop spreading false rumors that damage my wife's reputation. Please allow us to live peacefully and stand by each other's side.

She ran out of the kitchen because she had already anticipated who was at the door. Zia chuckled, watching her running away. Shutting the stove, she followed her. Kaya opened the door with a smile and her smile widened more by watching Jazlyn, her aunty Riley and Iris. She welcomed all of them. First Riley hugged her. Riley was Zia's best friend since her school days whereas her husband, Jaden Kingston, used to work with Zia's dad as his second in command. Riley and Jaden met. They had some rude and harsh encounters with each other and eventually they both fell in love with each other and got married. Now they have a 19 years old daughter, Jazlyn Kingston.

He barely so much as spoke to her. And so, for this reason, no one knew that she was his wife. No one knew that Isabella Sullivan was Ronan Patterson’s wife. But now he held her. He was angry and held her, and only heaven knew what he meant to do to her.

"Are you sure, doc?" "I'm very sure, Mr. Jason. She only fainted but she's awake now." Another man who looked like my husband walked up to my bed as well, he shook his head and folded his arms. "I can remember when mom told me about how I slumped at home." He started but my husband was more interested in watching me. Unlike what my husband told me, the resemblance was obvious but Jason was healthier, more presentable, and taller. "This is Jasmine, the wife I married." He told his twin brother.

After hanging up, Chloe leaned back on the sofa and continued to gush about her husband. "Jessica, I really have to brag about my husband. He's the best man I've ever met." She scrolled through her social media feed and showed it to me. "He always says I'm young and need to see the world, so he takes me on a trip every month." "Last month we went skiing in the Alps, and next month he's booked a helicopter to take us to see the Northern Lights."

Since they had yet to sign the contract, there was no legal issue with pulling out. Jasmine gripped her phone tightly. Presently, she dared not lose her temper and could only grovel softly, "Did something go wrong? Or could there be something about us you're dissatisfied with? How about this, Mrs. Sullivan, I'll treat you to a meal once I return to Northwell, and we can discuss it in person." Mrs. Sullivan had quite an influential figure as her husband. It was thanks to him that they were able to secure this project successfully.

"Not everyone can be Dylan Grey." "Who the fuck is that?" Mathew demanded, glaring up at him now, some genuine irritation creeping into his voice. "He's Zane's husband," Silius said, already lighting back up. "The most supporting husband ever." "He's a total puppy for his wife," he went on, counting the evidence off like it was self-explanatory. "You know what? He's the greenest flag ever." "He literally moves aside when the reporters take their photos in events, so that he won't steal his wife's spotlight," Silius said, practically glowing with the retelling. "He was the one who gifted Zane the company on their anniversary."

I repeat. After we've both drank, Jason sets his glass down and looks at me seriously. "So, Jazz, tell me about your husband." "Well..." I feel reluctant to talk about my family, in case it spoils the night, but I understand why he's curious about my life. I'm curious about his life, too. "His name is Sean, and we've been married for six years now. And we have a son, Donnie. He's five." "That's incredible," Jason says, and he looks like he genuinely means it. "You really got everything you wanted."

"And your husband?" I glanced at the clasp on my bag, still smiling. "We're divorcing. I'm sure the hospital's heard by now—Peter's been hanging around OB-GYN. Says she's his sister, but come on, Rebecca. We're both women. We know what that really means." She didn't say a word. Just signed the resignation. "Yuna, the world's a lot bigger when you stop tying yourself to love." I took the papers and headed to my office to pack.