Jimmy G Wife Novels & Stories

Not the doubt I had once seen, not the weight of suspicion—just pure, unguarded emotion. Jaden muttered under his breath behind me, “Even Jimmy can’t hide the feelings. Guess some things are worth breaking your own armor for.” I laughed softly, shaking my head. “He’s always been stubborn.” Jaden chuckled. “Like you.” I glanced at him sharply, mock irritation in my eyes. “I’m nothing like him.” “Sure,” he said with a smirk. “Keep telling yourself that.” The officiant pronounced them husband and wife, and the crowd erupted into applause. Jimmy bent down slightly to kiss Lucy, a perfect, tender moment, and the warmth in the air was almost tangible. I felt a sense of completion I hadn’t realized

“Well, if it isn’t Florence Hanson.” Anthea took my arm and beamed. She said to Florence, “How did you know that Tyson and I were getting married?” I raised an eyebrow at this. When had that been decided? However, I did not expose Anthea’s lie. Playing along, I said, “Yes, we’re getting married soon.” Florence’s face was deathly pale as she glared at Anthea’s arm in mine. Tearfully, she said, “Didn’t you say you’d love me forever, Ty? You’re faking, right?”

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

Sydney, Australia. The city glittered beneath the evening sky. Inside a modern apartment overlooking the harbor, Stephen Wao stared at his phone. It had rung seventeen times in the last three hours. Colleagues. Relatives. Former friends. Even people he hadn't spoken to in years. The latest message flashed across the screen. IS IT TRUE YOUR WIFE IS CONNECTED TO THE NAKURU CASE? Stephen closed his eyes. Slowly. Painfully. For twenty-six years, he and Mercy had lived with secrets.

“I know that, and I’m not disputing that fact, but we all need help at one point or the other in our lives. There’s no shame in that at all. Anyway, I’m glad you’re okay and I want to say congratulations on the birth of our daughter.” Sally looks like she wants to say something else, but thinks better of it, and I’m very relieved. There will be more than enough time for us to both say how we really feel after she has recovered. “Where’s Jimmy?” She asks at last. “He’s sitting at the other end of the room,” I reply, looking over to where Jimmy is sitting and playing a game on my phone which I gave to him to keep him busy. At the mention of his name, he gets up and happily comes over to meet h

Finally his voice broke the awkward silence. The tall woman walked forward laying a hand on his shoulder to comfort him. "I'm your wife and your partner; I always know where you go." She smiled. “I called BJ and she told me you were here.” She glanced over the room and then back to him. "It has been many years since I came here." She looked up seeing ghosts that weren't there. "Why did you come here, Jimmy?"

He treated her like a person and not some expendable trash. Nic picked her up exactly at seven, and when they arrived at Jimmy's house, a tiny woman with brunette hair opened the door to greet them. "Hey Nic, looking good as always," she laughed, while giving Nic a hug. "Likewise—when can I steal you away from him?" Nic returned. She laughed and patted him on the shoulder, then turned her attention to Victoria. "Hi, I'm Isabelle, Jimmy's wife," she said, offering her hand. "Oh, hi, I'm Victoria. Nice to meet you."

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

I ask, stepping slightly to the side so I am no longer hidden behind Caleb's shoulder. The woman lets out a soft, mocking chuckle. "He hasn't told you about me? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Caleb always did like to bury things he couldn't handle." She looks back at Caleb, her expression softening into something desperate. "I'm Nancy, honey. I'm his wife."

I reply, surprised, and take a long drag, making sure to savour the flavour as this may be my last smoke for a while. "I've been looking for you for a few days and have gathered some very interesting information about you and Jimmy during that time." She begins as she leans back in her chair in the direction of me. I flick the ash from my cigarette into the provided ashtray, attempting not to appear surprised that the authorities are already on my tail. "Jimmy's wife filed a missing person report; she also stated unequivocally that she believes you are involved. Jimmy informed his wife that you were stalking him and pleading with him to impregnate you?" She pauses, her brows pinched together