Jesse Gregory James Spouse Novels & Stories

Now, everyone could figure out what his relationship with her was. Once James hung up, Layla asked, "Who were you calling, Mr. Quigley? You seem to be close to that person." Caroline saw that the situation had turned sour, so she hurriedly explained, "The other person is—" James interrupted Caroline and said, "She's my wife, Summer." "You're married?" Suzanne asked in shock. She was very stunned because James didn't look like the type to get married. In Rosseera City, many capable men often married when they were older.

I said to him. “See, that right there, that tells me everything I need to know. Tell her the truth, there’s still time to save your marriage. You have kids, man,” James said to me, the disgust evident on his face. “James, has she met someone else? Is that why she’s been withdrawing herself?” I asked him, feeling like I’m suffocating. “I’m not sure. I just know that she’s spoken to Jessica and apparently you two aren’t at the same table and she’s asked for a plus one next to her name,” James said as he rubbed his chin.

They hadn't even made love properly! She had found out afterwards that Greg had been seeing other women at the same time as her, and let's face it; Jasper had a reputation for seeing as many women as he wanted. He had promised that she would be the only one from now on, but then Greg had promised that he loved her too. She couldn't bear the fact that he had played her; was this all such a game to him? Thinking about it wasn't doing her any good. There was still work to do, and until Jasper said something, she had better get on with it, and to hell with him, she pushed the quilt back and got up to go to the bathroom.

James hurriedly explained, “I’m James, the son-in-law of the Callahans. My wife’s Thea Callahan, the chairman of Eternality Group.” “Oh, it’s you. Get going then.”

James said, rising from his seat and adjusting his suit. "James—" Romano stopped him. James turned slightly. "What is it?" "I hope you’re still treating my daughter, Jeslyn, well," Romano said. James' expression hardened. "Sorry, but I can't. There's a woman whose feelings I must protect—she's my wife." ***

Noel's face was pale as if he was caught doing something wrong. He opened his mouth but couldn't form any words. In the end, all he could do was bow his head and watch her get off the CEO floor. She was about to knock on Ethan's office with the Seafood Paella in hand when she heard James' voice talking to Ethan. She's not the type of person to eavesdrop, but she felt compelled to listen to their conversation. "You've been married to Sherah for five years. What are your plans? Did the topic of having a baby enter your mind?" James asked curiously. "You need an heir after all."

"I remember telling you that Yasmin came between my husband and me. You should know that Gregory's academic background is all fake, right? Think about it—would you really dare marry into a family who had raised children like that?" I asked. "I get that you want to move up in life, but does it have to be the Beech family?"

“I have seen you throw a shoe at Will hard enough to leave a dent in drywall.” “He deserved it.” “He ate your fries by accident!” “There are consequences for actions.” Jameson laughs loudly at that. For a moment, things feel normal again. Then I remembered why I had called in the first place. My smile fades. “Seriously though… is Greg okay?” Jameson hesitates. Just enough for my stomach to sink. But when he speaks again, his voice is softer. “He loves you, Jen.” My heart skips unexpectedly. “That’s not what I asked.”

"Very well, Evelyn. Once we get Alexander's signature, we just have to wait for the court's mandatory waiting period to pass before the decree is final." I hung up, staring at the soapy sponge in my hand. It was ridiculous to end my two-decade-long marriage during my counter cleaning. Meanwhile, on the massive 85-inch flat-screen in the living room, a prime-time business channel was airing an interview with the "Entrepreneur of the Year."

Not long after our marriage, he'd secretly left for the military base. In fact, he'd left in such a hurry that I hadn't had the time to inform him of my pregnancy. From Jasper's conception to his birth, James never once returned. Instead, he relied solely on the few things he would write to me in his letters to convince me to willingly give up on a better future for his sake. While pregnant with Jasper, I happened to receive the opportunity to enroll at the National Academy of Sciences for further studies. However, I'd passed on the long-cherished opportunity for the unborn Jasper's sake, deciding instead to focus on protecting our family for James.