Jennifer Morrison Husband Novels & Stories

Frederic Morrison didn't dare to say anything, and succumbed to her obscenity, so she had no choice but to suspend the news, and honestly went upstairs to get her mobile phone, not forgetting to feel sorry for herself. After the people left, Afra Morrison sat down next to Suzanne Reid, next to her tightly, holding her hand, the whole person exuded the brilliance of a loving mother, smiling and softly asked, "Baby. , how far have you progressed before?" Suzanne Reid was not used to it, so he leaned to the side, "It's not that far, Mom, why are you asking this?" "Really?" Afra Morrison leaned towards her and asked in a low voice, "You have been dating for four years, so there's always a kiss,

After picking up, a man’s voice came from the other end. “It’s me, Kenn Moris. I’ve got your husband Lucas here. If you keep ignoring my messages, bitch, believe me, I’ll kill him!” In the next second, Caleb's expression darkened. He hung up the phone and looked at the woman on the bed who was drained of all energy. He smirked. There was a boundless chill in his eyes. It was no wonder she had changed her mind. It turned out Kenn had captured her husband. A sudden surge of anger seemed to devour his reason. He grabbed her again and continued, showing no mercy.

During this time, my relationship with Riley grew stronger, and our families were very supportive of our union. Eventually, I proposed to Riley while we were abroad. The wedding was incredibly grand, attended by nearly every business tycoon and covered by countless media outlets. It was even broadcasted live in Cheria. Surrounded by blessings, Riley and I exchanged rings, filled with happiness. The next time I heard about Jennifer, it was news of her death. She had committed suicide shortly after my wedding. After seeing the lavish wedding broadcasted overseas, Jennifer had gone berserk, smashing her television. Her neighbors complained about the noise, leading to her being taken to the poli

She looked exhausted as if she didn't have enough sleep last night. "Mom! Are you okay?". I grabbed an glass and poured the water from the jar into her glass. " No, I have a bad feeling about my husband, where's Corey?". She complained but asked after her son. "He must've gone to the prison because he is not at home". I replied, taking the glass away from her after she finished drinking... "Okay, I'll wait" She left the kitchen and didn't bother to ask what I was busy preparing.. I was done and shortly after I went out to set the table for breakfast , It was at that moment Corey and Jason walked inside of the mansion together. .

After wrapping up my tasks at work, I called my husband, Christian Clark. "Honey, don't forget to come home for Christmas today! I have some good news to share with you!" On the other end of the line, Christian's voice sounded rushed and tense. "Shiloh, there's an urgent issue with the company project. I need to check on it right away! Juni already finished her bottle and is asleep, so don't worry!" Those two sentences filled me with unease. Our daughter, Juniper Clark, was just over a year old. How could I possibly not worry about her being left alone at home?

When I turned twenty-two, he lit up the sky with fireworks and drones, spelling out his romantic confession. Naturally, I fell head-over-heels for the man who was both domineering and tender. I really believed my fairy tale had come true. However, shortly after the wedding, Marco injured his spinal cord in a turf war, and the doctors said he’d spend the rest of his life in bed. He couldn’t accept that kind of fall from power. He became irritable and volatile, sinking into self-destructive urges and suicidal thoughts. In less than three months, he had tormented himself into a shell of who he once was.

Jenny swears she will kill Aretha. Before Aretha could speak, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside, a group of people approaching their room. As Oscar and Daria, they are Jenny's parents. And Oscar is also Aretha's father. He went to pull Jenny behind his back, then used force to hit Aretha, painfully in the face and accompanied by insults. "I raised you to study, not to let you learn your mother's habit of seducing men. That woman is dead but the dirty blood is still flowing in your body. You make me very disappointed."

Three hours earlier “Hey. Look who just breezed in.” Jeremy teased when he saw Richard coming over to the VIP section. He pivoted at Devyn. “I thought you said he wasn't coming.” It sounded more like an interrogation. Devyn shrugged off. “Perhaps he changed his mind. Lately, he hasn't been hanging out with us. Being a husband isn't easy. Jeremy, what the hell are you still waiting for?” “Shame the one I love doesn't want marriage.”

"If you won't divorce him, what then? Are you not satisfied with ruining our family? Do you want to harm Isabelle’s future too?" "What are you talking about?" Bella felt like her father had truly lost his mind; his words were getting more absurd. "Let me tell you then! The man you've angered, I can’t do anything about it. It would be easier for him to have me killed instead." Mr. Mortimer had spoken to Martin in the private room and had quickly assessed the power disparity between himself and Emma's husband. He had even asked around to find out about Emma's husband's identity, but they had all come up empty-handed.

Louyse had already insulted my wife in front of me, and now she was going to make up stories about her behind her back? "I can't believe this, Lou." I said reproachfully, looking at her in shock, and I noticed she panicked, coming closer to me with tears in her eyes as she took my face in her hands. "No, my love, listen to me, please! I just passed by Simon's office and heard him telling Jessi that Jayden is depressed because of the woman he loves. He hasn't even come to work and didn't want to go on the trip to Seattle tomorrow." She explained, and I pulled away from her contact, completely confused.