Novel & Cerita Jessica Lucas Husband

I watched as the two men's eyes connected with Jas who was still sleeping on the couch. Smiling awkwardly I said, “I hope you aren’t offended but my daughter refused to let me go today.” I said and laughed a bit and I was glad they joined me. “You don’t have to bother yourself, sir, I know what this means,” Lucas said still looking at Jas's sleeping form with a fond smile. “You married?” I asked and he nodded. He finally took his eyes off Jas, “Yes. Happily married with three boys.” I felt a little jealous as he said that.

Then continued, “so in exchange for breaking the oath, I had to get married to Jessica. He didn’t care if I decide to tell everyone he is the murderer, because of course… he was capable of turning you into the culprit.” “I’m sorry you had to get married to jessica, because of me.” Justin shook his head sideways, “I didn’t get married to Jessica. We had a fake wedding, with the priestess help of course.” Racheal gasped at his big reveal, “Wow. I can’t believe you double crossed your father, not only were you able to rescue me, but you are also not married to Jessica.” “Yes I’m not, in fact, when Jessica called the words ‘hubby,’ she was actually referring to Jake.”

Evan said. "Yeah," Jessica muttered, glancing at William again. Surprisingly, he looked calm. Was it because of her current situation? Jessica sighed, deciding to tell Evan the truth. Besides, she had no reason to hide William from him. "Evan, I don’t think I properly introduced him to you the first time you guys met," Jessica began. "So, meet William Newman, my husband." Husband? The word rang in Evan's mind. If seeing them together earlier had been shocking, this revelation was even more shocking.

“Can't you see how she flirted and got into a stranger’s car?” “I don't have time for your madness, Jessica,” Ryan waved her words aside. “Tina, are you okay?” My dad asked, upon noticing how I froze, staring at his phone. “That…that’s Lucas,” I stuttered. “It can't be him. Lucas has been behind bars for a year,” Dad revealed. “You put the wrong person behind bars, that guy on the screen is Lucas, can't you see his tattoo…” “Your brother’s wife is missing and you keep trying to divert everyone’s attention to your pathetic self,” Jessica slammed.

"Really? I defend my wife, and you think I should apologize to the one trying to hurt her?" "Sounds to me like Hunt Enterprises is on the decline—no one’s even noticed their heir has lost his mind." Joseph, who had been dazed from the alcohol, suddenly snapped into clarity the moment Lucas said the word wife. "What did you just say?" He stared hard at Lucas, trying to catch any hint of a lie. "Did you just call her your wife?" Lucas didn’t even flinch. "Yes. So, watch your mouth. We’re legally married. If you keep harassing her, I’ll see you at the police station."

"If she dies, she dies. What is she to me? Does she think she's worth abandoning you for?" No matter how many people came to persuade him, he would not budge. It was only when I said I did not want someone dying on our wedding day that he reluctantly agreed to go. Lucas was gone for three days, and I actually believed he was dealing with the suicide attempt. Now, the glaring family photo of three on the computer screen showed me just how foolish I had been. His protective embrace when we were in that car accident, his red-rimmed eyes when I miscarried...

“I wasn’t trying to trap you.” He rolled his eyes the way he always did when he thought I was being naive. “Alice, stop. We both know what this is.” Before I could answer, his phone rang. He froze when he saw the caller ID. Then Lily’s fragile voice spilled through the speaker, “David, Lucas is dead. The private jet he was on to LA this morning—crashed.” Lucas was David's cousin. David froze for a second upon hearing this. But at the news of a family member's death, his face showed no sorrow—even a hint of excitement. Only I knew why: Lucas's death meant no one could stop David and Lily from being together anymore.

"Married for three and a half years, cheating for three. You've known Grace for four years. Does that mean you two were already seeing each other before the wedding?" "Mr. Jackel, you want a divorce but aren't willing to pay. Are you trying to force your wife out with nothing?" Nate looked horrified. He never expected that everything he had just said was being livestreamed across the internet. At that moment, Grace's screams pierced through the ward. "Get away from me! I'm not a mistress! I'm not! "The unloved one is the real mistress!" Nate froze. "Wendy! If you have a problem, come at me!"

Wilson went home without me. I texted the mysterious person. "I can't seduce Joseph. He's my husband's older brother, so no way am I doing this. If my husband's family finds out about this, my marriage will be ruined." "You have no right to negotiate with me. You only have 20 days left, so you'd better make the most of them," he replied. Then, he didn't say anything else. I was in despair. How had things ended up like this? I stayed up the whole night and went to work the next day with dark eye circles. To my surprise, Joseph asked me whether I'd had a bad night's sleep. In the past, he would never have talked to me about anything other than work.

Emma paused the video and stared at her husband's face frozen on the screen. He looked terrified. Not guilty. Not angry. Terrified. That realization unsettled her more than anything else. For two days, she'd convinced herself that Daniel was living a secret life with another woman and child. The evidence certainly pointed that way. But now... Now something wasn't adding up. A man having an affair didn't usually look like that. A cheating husband didn't talk about people dying if the truth came out. There was something much bigger hidden beneath the surface. Something dangerous.