Jesse Gregory James Spouse Novels & Stories

“Want to tell me why, if I’ve seen Jesse McCall making an ass of himself all over the media about you being his bride and future pop queen, you’re cozying up to Mr. Ménage?” Was Jesse still going on about marrying her? Having been tucked away in the middle of a swamp and very…busy, she hadn’t paid that much attention to the news. God, Jesse must be desperate to change his life, but hadn’t yet realized that she couldn’t do it for him. “You saw that overseas?” “It’s everywhere.”

Marriage is not the next thing for her, not after she had lost two relationships in one night— her boyfriend and her best friend. Six months ago, when she was discharged from the hospital. She booked a flight straight to Paris, to come back to the life she left behind. She was broken, her dreams, her expectations, her love was shattered and instead of her mom comforting her. She said, "I'm glad it ended. I've been patient enough to keep this from you, Jemima. Your marriage alliance with the CEO of Greyson corporation has been fixed." "Are you listening to yourself?! Are you Mama?!" She snapped at her. " I've lost everything I've worked so far, I lost my friend and relationship and all you co

Jessica's next words, however, hit Reginald like a hammer striking the back of his head. "My brother-in-law is none other than Mr. Joshua Stroud. They've been married for five years, and their union remains valid. Back then, they had tied the knot in secret. Winter had always kept to herself and stayed out of the public eye, so almost no one was aware of it."

And though they have identified who the possessed individual was, they were no closer to apprehending him than they were before they knew of his identity—Spencer had disappeared into the wind, and drawing him out would be no easy feat. There was something else that was eating at Jester, though. Before he met Alisa, he would have no problem answering the question his practical mind was asking his now self-conscious heart. Now though, he was hesitating. When the time comes for him to stop Oberon, will he be able to kill Spencer to get to him—knowing that it would break Alisa’s heart? ***** Gregory Vega sat, shoulders hunched by his wife’s bedside, holding her hand. Talking to the Commander and

His wife was nowhere to be seen. Granted, Natalie was present at the party, but she'd obviously been eliminated from the list of potential candidates. "But here I stand, alone on this stage. So, what's happening here?" Gregory voiced out the main question in everyone's hearts. Indeed, what was happening? "It's because my wife and I recently got into a disagreement," Gregory confessed, sounding somewhat ashamed. "In the six years we've been married, she's always hoped to stand by my side and be recognized as my lawfully wedded wife.

She had once spent an entire summer abroad caring for him after a stroke. After the surgery, Shane couldn’t bring himself to explain the divorce. He didn’t want to stress Martin with gruesome truths. “She’s... busy with something,” he said softly, avoiding the old man’s gaze. “But she’ll come to see you.” “What could possibly be more important to Alissa than me?” Martin arched a brow, hurt flickering in his tired eyes. Then, his expression shifted. “Is she pregnant?” “No,” Shane said flatly. The thought had never crossed his mind—until now. He remembered their last night together, a night that lingered too vividly.

"You've lost so much weight, Jess," James remarked, giving her a concerned once-over. Jessica kept her head down, focusing on her food, saying nothing. But James's wife, Zoey, who seemed to have heard some news, spoke up, "Jess, I heard you and Cameron split up?" I paused, caught off guard. I was together with Jessica for five years and she never once let anyone know about us. James and Zoey always assumed we were just friends. But Jessica had only been with Cameron for a few months, and yet all her friends—even her cousin and his wife overseas—knew about their relationship.

He would constantly murmur, “Eve, I’ve finished the design for your wedding dress. Why won’t you come try it on...? Meanwhile, Zane and I held our wedding at a glass conservatory on the banks of the Seine. When someone informed Alexander about it that morning, he sprinted madly to the venue, only to be stopped by security. Through the glass panes, he saw how radiant I was in the wedding gown that Zane had designed. I was smiling brightly as I held Zane’s arm. Zane slipped a ring onto my finger and kissed me with deep affection. At that moment, Alexander’s world collapsed completely, and he saw nothing but gray. He pounded violently against the glass but failed to make a sound. The security g

"James, it's fine if you're too busy for me, but why did you delete all our photos? Do you not like our kitty anymore?" “My followers say they haven't seen you in days. Everyone's so sad." James rushed to end the call. "I'm driving, can't talk now." He hung up and glanced at me nervously, starting to explain. "I haven't been on her streams lately, and those posts were just because..." I cut him off firmly. "Don't bother explaining. I really don't care anymore, and I don't want to know." James pressed his lips together in silence. The commute to the new company was long and tiring, so I planned to buy a new place after the divorce.

Georgia, who had noticed her daughter's expression, asked her. I'm making my plans. Madison replied calmly. She didn't want to tell her mother that Logan had never even touched her since they got married six years ago, and they had never even shared a room. And he was still in the marriage with her only because of Connor. She felt too ashamed to tell her mother. A phone call disrupted the atmosphere. Georgia picked up her phone, but upon seeing the caller ID, her face suddenly changed as she immediately disconnected the call. Madison noticed her mother's flustered expression, but before she could ask, she suddenly remembered something.