Jazmine Sullivan Husband Novels & Stories

Sullivan's name. "What is it?" Mr. Hawthorne asked, noticing how long Jasmine had been staring at her phone. Jasmine shook her head and smiled. "I have a consultation scheduled with Prof. Sullivan tomorrow." "You still need her when I’ve already made my way into you?" Mr. Hawthorne teased. Jasmine was stunned, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of red. "Kinsley, you’re so... vulgar." Mr. Hawthorne grinned widely. He took the phone from Jasmine’s hand and placed it on the table. Then, he pulled her close, giving her a deep kiss while his hands began to unbutton her pajamas, one button at a time.

I turned to leave, but Susan grabbed my arm, her voice suddenly sharp, laced with a malicious triumph. "Zelda Liamson, you’re so naive! Yes, I lied. I wasn't James's first love. But that doesn't mean he doesn't have someone he deeply loves! There’s something you don’t know. Something your precious husband has kept hidden. He has a woman at the Mountain Villa. A woman he’s been searching for sixteen years! All this time, Zelda Liamson, you’ve been nothing but a substitute! Ha! You’re a joke!" My steps faltered. My heart plummeted. Susan’s words, like tiny barbs, lodged themselves in my mind.

Ex-Fiancé of Billionaire Sinjin Santillan's Wife, Kyle Neeson, Sues for Joint Custody, Claims Ignorance of Children’s Existence By Damian Knight "In a surprising turn of events, Kyle Neeson, the ex-fiancé of billionaire Sinjin Santillan’s wife, has filed a lawsuit seeking joint custody of their children, claiming he was unaware of their existence until recently. Neeson, who was previously in a relationship with Santillan’s wife, alleges that he was not informed about the children during or after their relationship ended. According to legal documents filed in court, Neeson contends that he only learned about the children through social media posts.

He likes her. “Lillian?” Jules asks, frowning. “Are you okay? “ “Yeah, “ I say. “No, I don't think she is seeing someone. “ “Oh, great, “ he sounds relieved. “Because I thought she had a boyfriend back in the UK. Max, I think? She was telling me about him th either night and…” “They are just friends, “ I say, “His brother is married to her sister. “ “The hot-shot billionaires, right? “

"Everyone, I am devastated by the tragic death of my son. But all of this was a conspiracy!" He tearfully accused me, "My wife, Penelope Harper, married me from the start just to scheme for the Warren family fortune! She deliberately switched the two boys' clothes to trick me into making a mistake, then used it as an excuse to team up with my father and steal everything I had in the company!" He even dragged out Celeste, who had been kicked out of the Warren family mansion and was equally desperate, to testify for him.

I quickly typed back, and Lillian responded immediately: "Does your husband know you're JJ now?" "I haven't touched a jet ski since getting married..." I replied truthfully. Lillian: "MY HUSBAND'S SECRET CRUSH IS ACTUALLY ME' LMAO I'M DYING HERE BABE!" I couldn't help laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation. "I... didn't see this coming," I admitted. Lillian: "Surprised? Shocked? Happy?" I paused before answering. I wasn't exactly surprised—more like stunned. And yes, there was definitely a tiny flutter of happiness.

her response cut Atlas off. “What is the secret? Just tell me, and I will create proof,” Atlas demanded. “Olivia and Alden aren't really married. Everything is just fake. Her real husband is dead,” Layla explained with a pale facial expression. She felt horrible, but she had to do this if she wanted to live. Not as if she ever cared about Olivia's safety. “Who was her husband?” Atlas's question made her snap out of her thoughts. “Brandon Jaden, an ordinary man from no background,” she replied calmly.

“But she’s married. And from everything I’ve seen, she’s in love with her husband. She says it every chance she gets, and it’s all over the news. G****e them, if you don’t believe me.” He doesn’t give me time to argue before he starts the car and pulls into the bustling city traffic. “Sullivan. That’s her husband’s name,” Brain supplies. I pull out my phone and, within seconds, find articles and videos of Amber and Dan. Dan’s some sort of hotshot with a successful startup, and he’s always praising Amber’s influence on his business. I read a few more articles before I decide I’ve seen enough. Maybe Brian’s right. Maybe I misread her. Maybe she’s happy in her marriage, after all.

she said to Selena. “What?” Selena asked, not looking at Hillary. She was busy unwrapping something for the child. “Your husband.” “I told you several times, I am single and not searching, Hillary,” Selena said. The next second she looked up with wide eyes at Hillary, then to me. “I… I mean, no more blind dates, I … I have a husband now,” Selena stuttered. “I can see that.” “Hillary, meet Jake, my husband. Jake, meet Hillary. She is my neighbor; she lives across in the unit next to mine, and this sweetheart here is Maxwell.”

He didn’t know why she congratulated him out of nowhere. “Yesterday, you congratulated me when I was fixing your car,” Liam said. “Why would you congratulate me? Was there something to celebrate that I didn’t know about?” Jazmine looked away as her cheeks reddened. “I saw Anita reposting a photo of you and some men. I was curious, so I went to look into the profile. I found a post of you and your wife.” A wife? Since when did he marry someone? Did he unconsciously submit a wedding application?