Joe Metheny Wife Novels & Stories

Standing among the high society crowd, I felt like an outsider, eagerly waiting for the night to draw to a close. As I sipped my juice, a woman in her late thirties or early forties gracefully seated herself opposite me. Not recognizing her, I offered a polite smile, suspecting she might be related to one of Jethro’s business partners. The woman struck up a conversation. "You're Mr. Jethro’s wife, correct?" "Yes, I am. And you are?" I answered, slightly caught off guard by her approach. "My husband is Lionel Hargreaves. He owns a real estate firm. I'm Eleanor." Her smile was inviting, encouraging a friendly exchange.

"When you called me on Sunday, I fortunately had a colleague of who had just moved to Canada!" "He got back to me a while ago on my way here ," "What did he find?" I asked immediately. "She didn't actually lie , her doctor cleared her with partial amnesia fourteen years ago" "And she's married to Charles Nolan , he died three months ago" he said. "So she really got married!" I whispered "Did your friend find out if she was pregnant at that time?!" "Surprisingly, he said, she was cleared not pregnant" "She happened to have a miscarriage" he said and my hands slowly balled tightly into a fist .

At twenty-seven years old, they were consistently breathing down her neck to get married, or at least bring someone home. She could remember the chilling words from her mother that day “Brenda your relentless pursuit of a career is absurd. You’re never going to be anything more than just a wife, the earlier you realize this and stop pursuing your empty dreams, the better it’ll be for you, else you’ll wake up one day and realize that you’ve wasted your life pursuing something you could never have"

Even though that past had happened decades ago, human memories often left deep marks behind. For a moment, I caught a glimpse of sadness in her expression, but then she smiled again. “That way, Miles doesn’t make everything complicated.” I nodded. For a moment, both of us fell silent. This conversation kept making me think about something. Eventually, I spoke as though I were being a little rude. “You… back then, it must have been much harder for you because your position was even more difficult than mine, Mom.” Her marriage had never been made public, and she had been labeled as someone who stole another woman’s man.

Birthdays, arguments, and the sound of her mother singing softly while cooking dinner late at night. The memories followed her all the way to the front door. Eventually, Selena pushed it open and stepped inside. Voices drifted faintly from the living room. Then she saw them. Sophia lounged comfortably across the sofa wearing silk loungewear with designer heels dangling carelessly from one foot. Beside her sat her husband, Ethan Carter, one arm stretched lazily along the back of the couch while the other scrolled through messages on his phone. The sight twisted something sharp inside Selena’s chest.

“I remember you had good grades back in high school. But now, you’re…” She trailed off, but I knew what she was going to say. I had been a house husband for a long time. It was because Lily was always so busy working overtime at the office that she would skip meals. I believed that couples had to complement each other. Hence, I chose to quit my job to take care of Lily, so she could fully focus on her career. However, the woman who loved me the most and the woman who would disregard her own safety to save me from a robber had slowly become a stranger.

Freedom from the prison of the world that he never understood and don't even want to understand it. I grabbed the paper from the table and sat down in the couch and this time gently and in a disciplined manner. " Is there still anything left ?," he asked standing in front of him. I called Allie and put some baskets of fruits in front of him and then said," The former woman talking to you was The CEO of a one of the most famous and reputed company, Echo Robinson and this latter one sitting in front of you is your son's wife, whom you call daughter in law, Dorothy Robinson," I said gently trying to be as calm as possible.

“Mr. Dean, sir, this woman is lying. She’s my wife, you see and she’s just throwing a tantrum. As a matter of fact, I told her to tender in her resignation last night and come home to her family but she refused. And now she’s putting our daughter’s life in danger.” My brow twitched as well as my lip. How could he stand there and lie so casually? But then again he’d do so, so flawlessly it took me ten years to find out. He was testing my patience and it would soon run out. What he had done to me was a crime that was punishable by law, had he forgotten? Maybe he just doesn’t care. Or maybe he thought he would get away with it, because after all, I was just June. A nobody. Just someone talented

"Hi, I'm Bethany Watts. Are you friends with Joe?" Chloe held back, not taking the offered hand. "Joseph and I aren’t friends." Bethany hesitated briefly but picked up on the hint quickly. "Then, you must be…" Chloe thought for a moment before answering with a tinge of sarcasm, "Yeah, Joseph’s my ex-husband." Joseph's eyebrows furrowed as he pulled Chloe close. "I’m sure we’ll reconcile." "You're quite confident." "Of course." "Tsk." Bethany clenched her fists and interrupted, "Joe, if you’re heading back to the office, mind if I tag along?"

"The missing Jade, shameless and irresponsible of Jade family?" Josephine looked at Janeth in confusion. She didn't recognize it right away, but then remembered again. "Ah, you are Janeth!" Janeth is the second child of Thomas and Melisa and is four years younger than Josephine and Lindsay. She was a stubborn and unruly spoiled child, as Josephine remembered. Janeth was only 14 years old when Josephine left the Jade family, but now it seems she has become a university student. Josephine caught a glimpse of the emblem on the jacket pocket that Janeth was wearing. University of Fine Arts.