Jeremy Foster Ex Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Felix's grip on his lap tightened as he continued to stare at Elizabeth. "After that stupid stunt you pulled just so you could get the CEO position, now you're being seen with your ex-wife. What if someone finds out? What if she decides to go public? Did you even think?" David asked, slamming his hand on the table. "No, I did not!" Travis shouted, losing his temper. "Oh God," Felix muttered under his breath as Travis stood up. "I was not thinking! How could I? When you placed a condition on me getting the one thing my mother worked all her life for!" Travis barked.

He froze when he saw me, his eyes going wide. “What are you doing here? I thought you were still at the hospital,” he said quickly, motioning for the secretary to leave. I ignored him and let my gaze shift to Kavier. She was stunning, flawless skin, perfect hair, the kind of beauty that turned heads without trying. “Hello, Kavy,” I said, my voice dripping with venom. “I’m Desmond’s wife.” She smirked. “Oh, I know who you are, the hidden wife. The one he married because—”

“And what about your ex-wife, Edward? The media is saying she’s back. Are we just supposed to ignore that too?” My stomach twisted into a hard knot in my gut. Of fucking course that’s where they would all start at. “Where’s my ex-wife?” I said. My voice was flat. “I don’t know. We’re done. It’s why she’s an ex. We don’t relate anymore.” Across the room, the whispers erupted like tiny fires sparking: people at other tables firing questions; reporters across camera-filled rooms asking for clarity on any number of issues, but my attention strayed to a familiar face peering from behind an open door. Eloise, blotting out anything else.

Bella Dean lost everything the night her parents died—her family, her future and eventually her dignity when she was married into the very family responsible for her ruin. For three years, she endured a cold marriage, silent humiliation and betrayal disguised as duty. When she finally escaped, she returned stronger, wealthier and carrying twins no one was meant to know about. But revenge is never simple. The man who saved her wanted to own her. The man who broke her wanted her back. And the truth behind her parents’ death was darker than she ever imagined. Caught between obsession, guilt and a family built on bloodstained wealth, Bella must decide whether justice is worth the pri

She was watching the stars scattered in the sky tonight. "Not yet sleepy or confused about your husband?" quipped the woman. Then, not long after, she was heard to rectify his words. "Sorry ... Sorry ... Mama said the wrong thing. I mean ex-husband." "Hah?" Sophia turned her head and gave her a confused look. "Yes, Sophia. Since you and your husband are in the process of getting divorced, that means Tristan is currently a potential ex-husband, right?" "Just mentioning Tristan, what's so difficult, Mom? Don't confuse me. Why does Mama's words seem like mentioning the title of a drama series on television."

If looks could kill, I would be dead in an heartbeat. “What is going on?” Igor stepped forward, his brows furrowed and his lips curled in displeasure. He hated the fact that I was creating a scene in the church, which could cause rumors sooner or later. Sometimes, I wonder if humans are so jobless to the extent they gossip about others, while their lives go down the drain. Get ruined, yet they never stopped spreading false rumours. “Jeremy is married,” I stated and another session of gasps and murmurs rented the air. “This bastard has a son and a wife in Australia, he tried to fool me. Fool us and get married to Ivana.”

However, Joseph had tried every means but still could not find where Emily had gone after leaving New York City. As for Emily's personal account on I*******m, except for the apology message she sent on the day she left, all the previous posts had been deleted, and no other posts had been sent after that. The picture along with the apology was a divorce certificate of Emily and Hunter. Every day, more and more people got on Emily's I*******m account, and in just a few days, Emily's followers rose by more than two million.

“I was just joking.” Jeremiah’s grip tightened. “You don’t talk about her like that.” Mark stood, stepping between them. “Jesus, Jeremiah, you’re the one who just called her a bitch five seconds ago.” Jeremiah’s eyes turned to him, dark and dangerous. “Yeah. Me. Not any of you lowlifes.” Theo scoffed, shaking his head. “Dude, are you seriously getting defensive over your ex-wife? The one you cheated on? The one you’re celebrating getting rid of?”

She was nearly 60 but looked barely 40, impeccably maintained with perfect hair and sharp, alert eyes that radiated energy. Ms. Foster glanced around the room before smiling. "There's one more thing I haven't told you all. I've thought about it carefully, and today seems like the right time to share it." I set down my glass and glanced toward Jenna. Her back was ramrod straight, her neck held high like a proud swan, a faint smile playing on her lips. She and Felix looked perfect together. I shifted my gaze back to Ms. Foster as she continued speaking. "As you all know, I have a son. He didn't want people knowing about our relationship, so all these years, I've never revealed any information

He never once had sex with her during their two years of marriage, claiming he was too busy at work. She didn't think too much into it as they were already married and had to live together, anyway. In the span of two years, a lot happened. She wasn't happy when her ex-husband Shawn won five million dollars from the lottery since he abruptly demanded a divorce, citing her failure to carry out her spousal responsibilities and consummate their marriage. She didn't know what a wife's duties were. She got up every day when it was still dark outside to make him breakfast. She paid the household bills in addition to doing all the chores. She changed from a young woman to a wife wearing simple clot