Novel & Cerita Jerome's Ex Wife

Why this woman even came here. "Moreover I wanted to introduce you to my son. You remember Ryan right. He was sad for you and Harry. I am so happy my poor boy got his justice and now I think you should try to move on as well. I mean I heard Liam was having an affair after your divorce with his secretary. I think you should---" "That's enough Nina." Mr Simmons finally decided to stop his wife's bullshit before it goes too far. He could see how hurt Amelia was when she mentioned Liam's affair right after their divorce.

Nicole waved her hand in irritation as she said, "You don't even know who she is, Scott. I don't think…" "His ex-wife," Scott said, staring straight into Nicole's eyes. "Wait, what? How did you… You knew?" Nicole stuttered, her eyes widening. "I probably know more than you can imagine, darling," Scott retorted. "Are you really going to mess with Travis even though you know?" Nicole asked in shock. "Who said I was messing around?" Scott asked as he took a step back from her. Scott held himself back from lashing out. Nicole had always been a part of his big plan, and Travis had ruined it, and now it was payback time.

Hilary glanced at the rest of them and said sternly, “Now, get back to work. Focus on what you’re being paid to do.” With that, he walked away, leaving the employees scrambling to appear busy. Yet, even as they returned to their tasks, whispers still lingered between them. One of the male employees smirked and turned to the woman who had asked the question. “Well, I guess that means you don’t have a chance anymore. Looks like the president and his ex-wife are getting back together.” The woman scoffed, flipping her hair. “So what? She’s just an ex-wife. That doesn’t mean anything.” She then turned to the man with a knowing smirk. “And even if they do get back together, that still doesn’t mean

“Not much, just the fact that Madam Sinclair wants her to divorce her husband.” Amara’s brows arched. Divorce? Was that why she was having an issue with Rotaine? Because they were a company that promotes harmonious marriage through their jewelries, yet Bethany’s marriage wasn’t harmonious. Hm, this was more interesting than Amara imagined. “And why would Madam Sinclair want her daughter to divorce her husband?” “Word has it that her husband, Jeremiah, he’s a scumbags. But poor Betty, she’s too far gone in love to divorce the bastard.” A few seconds after Melanie had said this, she snapped her fingers. “Ah, you can use this as your opportunity!”

Not sure I mentioned this earlier, but the reason I was commissioned to invite Ace, was because it was the only way I could compete for the post of a hotel manager, and since he was a professional I had to travel all the way to come get him. I just ignored whenever he threw advances at me and continued the conversation, just then my eyes caught two familiar beings. It was Tyson and Sophie. They were both seated a few miles away from me and Ace’s table. I got irritated by their presence in an instant. Tyson was my ex-husband and Sophie, whom he was having dinner with, was his first love. Sophie is a well-known beautiful model and the root of my divorce with Tyson. With mixed feelings, I rolle

Immediately, she switched on the light, she saw Ethan in another woman's arms. Claire immediately recognised her, the woman was Samantha. Ethan's first love. Everyone quickly left the room, leaving three of them alone. The silence that followed after everyone left was defeaning. "When you have sorted yourself out, call me," Samantha had said before going out and slamming the door. Claire stood there looking at Ethan, the man who was supposed to be her husband. "You shouldn't have come here", was all Ethan said and then he walked out after that.

Damien held me to his side possessively and I must say, I love this new side to him. "Bethany, this is my wife, Jaycee" he introduced. Although his smile didn't quite reach his eyes as he stated at the woman, I could see they were not in good terms. Bethany forced a smile on her face. "Charmed" she said taking my hands in what is supposed to be a handshake but I felt like she was squeezing my hands and grinning. I pulled away quickly as if I were burned.

Mabel whispered. “Okay, how on earth and where on earth are you hearing all these rumors?” Octavia demanded, “I mean come on, you need to get your facts right.” “My facts are right.” She protested, “You wouldn't know all these because you don't like to listen to the news.” “Wait, I like to listen to the news and I didn't hear all this." Ezekiel protested. “Not the sports news Zeke, normal actual news.” Mabel said, “There was this whole thing, about how his ex-wife is now married to his uncle and that seems to be clouding his judgment on decisions that he needs to make concerning the company.”

“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.

“You really think I sent myself a message from his number just so I could show up and frame myself?” What a joke! “Do you often have emotional outbursts like this?” she asked suddenly and casually, as if we were talking over brunch. “What?” “Your record. There are multiple reports of erratic behavior. You were denied visitation and custody rights. You have also been involved in a domestic dispute with several people, including Mr. Roberts himself.” “That he caused!” I snapped. “Because he cheated on our marriage with my sister! And he still would not leave me be.”