Jeremy Sherwood Army Wives の小説・ストーリー

Aldric said as a he walked away with Jayden who kept waving as they disappeared down the hallway. “You're lucky ma'am.” The pedicurist attending to me said, I turned to face her with a smile. “I am aren't I?” “Of course you are. You're getting married to the Aldric Harrison, world's wanted billionaire.” Aldric's Mom bosted.

she whispered into my ear. I hugged her back and buried my face into the soft fragrance of her neck, nodding against her skin. "Yeah. It's all over now." … Our wedding was held in a sunlit mountaintop chapel. We didn't invite any media. Instead, we were only surrounded by our closest friends and family. Dad patted me on the shoulder as he put Heidi's hands in mine, his eyes slightly red. "Please take good care of my son from now on, Heidi."

he asked, still with his sarcastic tone. Ariana smiled. She sat closer to him and playfully hugged his arm. "I just want to know. The reason why he has two wives," she answered honestly. "Do you also know his second wife?" Gerald glanced at Ariana, then nodded. "Honestly, Sheraz's decision to officially marry two wives caused quite a stir among businessmen," Gerald then explained. "I knew Sheraz back when we were in college. Actually, I, Sheraz, and Chris were at the same campus. Just in different departments. We were brought together at a nightclub," Gerald said with a sardonic smile on his face. "We were all womanizers," he continued. "So don't believe him if he says he's not a playboy. Al

Her eyes locked his, searching, a wife’s fear edged with steel. Jeremy paused, turning slow; his jaw clenched, but he forced a grin. “Donnie’s a guy—inside their crew. He’s fine, tipped me about the army. No trouble here, babe—just noise.” He kept it light, dodging, but his gaze slid past her, quick and guarded. She stepped closer, arms folding tight. “No trouble? Army trucks crashing our gates—and it’s just noise? I’m not blind, Jeremy, who’s at risk?” Her voice climbed, sharp now, demanding truth.

Harvey couldn't show his discomfort when Emma mentioned Jethro, he smiled and said, "Of course, he sounds familiar, Jethro is known as the golden man, he's on all the news channels." "Oh, that's right, I forgot. But Harvey, I want to ask you this..." Emma hesitated to ask, unsure if it was appropriate. Harvey put down his phone and listened attentively to what Emma had to say. "What is it? Tell me," he said. "Jethro Thompson is already married, isn't he? And his wife looks just like me, doesn't she?" Emma asked. Harvey burst out laughing, making Emma blush with embarrassment. "Hahaha...Do you really think so? Jethro's wife's name is Gemma Robert, and she is truly a goddess."

Jeremy Porter and Robert Graham knew each other; they studied together for three years, and before Jeremy married Mary Jane, they were somewhat close. But many things changed in that couple after getting married. "Why is everyone gathered? Where is Andy?" Andy was the son of Mary and Jeremy. "Alice, it's good that you're finally free." Mary was about to stand up from the chair, but Jeremy placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her.

I swiped my private card and headed upstairs. My head was buzzing. I just needed Talia in front of me, telling the truth. "Talia, get out here!" I kicked the door open. Nothing. Just silence. Danny rushed up, baby in his arms, and grabbed me. "Jerome, Talia's still in a meeting. Can we talk after she's done?" I shook him off. "Talk about what? How you've been sleeping with my wife behind my back—and had two kids with her?" A sleepy little boy wandered out and ran straight to him, all clingy.

“You know how Mason is.” Sherry pursed her lips. “I see,” she said, exchanging a look with Roger. Turning to Nyla, who had been steadily working her way through her half of the sundae, Sherry asked, “Can you tell me about your time in the military? My son joined, but, well, he didn’t make it very long.” Roger put a comforting arm around her shoulders. “I was always curious as to what he must have gone through. Even if it’s not pretty.”

Then, she pointed the camera at John, who was sitting further away. John was looking at her when she pointed the camera at him. He smiled elegantly like a gentleman for the camera. Sherry pursed her lips. She released the record button and sent the clip to Carl. Carl replied almost instantly, “Great. I’m at my mother’s place. I’ll be waiting for you.” Sherry replied to him with an ‘okay’ before she went on to check other unread texts. Most of the texts were from her department. “OMG! Sherry used to be married, and her ex-husband is John Stockton of Glenchester?!”