Novel & Cerita Jesse Lee Soffer Wife 2020

Tears fill my eyes and say in a choked whisper, "I can't lose her like Jess and Cassie." "I'll take care if it," he says in sympathy. "Thanks Sully," I choke with relief and hang up. "Who are Jess and Cassie," Valerie asks curious in a sympathetic tone. "My wife and daughter who died in childbirth, two years ago," I choke quietly. "There's something you should know about me. You might change your mind about me." "I was there when you were changed out of your uniform and I don't care," Kelly says softly laying on my chest.

They expect Arial killers to be bold and molded. "Robert Juseff," Niko gasped. Then again he said it. "Robert Juseff." And another. "Robert Juseff." He cannot remember. He heard it before. "Robert Juseff." He grabbed his laptop and began working. There! A man named Robert appeared in his screen. His wife died almost 20 years ago. And he had a son and a daughter. Their faces and names appeared on the screen. Clarisse and Richard. Richard is working as a business man in the city and Clarrise? She's a famous celebrity abroad.

A guard’s voice echoed outside. “Mrs. Lewis?” Jessica’s heart slammed against her chest. Sharon shoved the phone back into the vent and snapped it shut. “Dinner,” she mouthed. Jessica stood. Her wedding dress was still stained with blood. She opened the door. The guard looked at the blood stain. “Mr. Lewis is waiting,” he said. Jessica nodded. And walked. Because now she understood something new. This wasn’t about marriage. This was about ownership. And somewhere inside this house—her mother was a bargaining chip.She reached the dining hall.

Then, she shoved a bill into my hand. “Call yourself a cab to the hospital.” The moment the door closed, I hailed a cab and headed to the hospital. While getting an IV at the hospital, I scrolled through my feed. Javor had just updated his social media. The last photo showed Amaya’s back as she crouched to adjust the equipment. It was posted with this caption. [My dear senior says my livestream’s way more important than some people’s lives!] In the photo, the wedding ring on her ring finger glinted coldly. Our mutual friends were going wild in the comments:

Chloe stepped closer, clutching his arm. “Oh, look. The gold digger is back,” she sneered. Aaron’s brows furrowed. “What is she doing here?” Sofia felt her chest tighten. She took a step forward, voice shaking. “Aaron... it’s me. Sofia. Your wife.” Aaron’s face darkened, his expression hard. “No... you’re not. My wife—my real wife—is standing right here. Chloe.” Sofia felt her breath leave her. “No. She abandoned you! I was the one who stayed! I held your hand after every surgery. I took care of you when no one else would! Please, Aaron... can’t you hear my voice? Remember me?”

But he stopped mid-sentence when he saw Jeffrey’s face. Jeffrey stood in the doorway, shoulders slumped. His eyes were red and swollen, his whole expression heavy with defeat, as if something inside him had broken. “Oh, fuck… Jeffrey,” Jules muttered, his tone shifting. He reached out and grabbed Jeffrey’s shoulders. “What’s wrong?” Jeffrey didn’t answer. He just looked down at the newspaper in his hand. Jules followed his gaze, frowning, and then carefully took the paper from him. The headline glared up at him, ‘Henry Lewinski Found Murdered in Cold Blood… Son and Wife Currently Missing.’

JESSICA Without anyone telling me, I already know that it is Veronica who leaked the news of our wedding to the press. It just makes sense, after all, she’s the only stranger who was present at the wedding, and as foolish as I was, I had told her that Charles and I were going on a honeymoon, along with our daughter. I have forgotten just how talkative she can be, otherwise, I wouldn’t have told her about it. One call to her proves me correct.

Conroy intertwined his fingers with Jessica's hand. “Tonight, I am excited to reveal my engagement to this wonderful girl, Jessica Thorthon, as well as my son Cory's engagement to Crisella Sharppaw, who is the daughter of Alpha Maurice Sharppaw from the Sharppaw pack.” While everyone else cheered enthusiastically, Jessica fixated on Cory's expression. He kept his gaze locked on hers until he could no longer withstand staring into her eyes.

I didn’t realize how tightly I’d been holding my breath until she softened like that. Trust wasn’t something I expected from her. Not this soon. But here she was, pressed against me like I was safe. Like I was hers. * * * SOFIE The sound of running water pulled me from sleep a short while later. He was still home. I reached for my phone, my vision blurry as I scrolled through the morning news. James Alexander Reed and His Mystery Woman. Secretly Married? My wedding ring, clear as day. The photo captured Alex kissing my hand, his expression unreadable beneath the camera’s flash.

"Grandma? I am very open-minded. Otherwise, you would have been a daughter-in-law of the Richards family by now." "Grandma, what are you talking about? Jepherson and I aren't the same kind of people. We are like brother and sister." "Hmph!" Marissa snorted coldly and ignored her, and she had no more doubts. She could see right through Stella. Jepherson sat aside and kept quiet. He remained unmoved regardless of whatever Marissa said. There was only one woman who could be his wife. Her name was Raeleigh Anson and no one could replace her.