Jonathan Brandis Wife Novels & Stories

My eyebrows scrunched in confusion as I wondered what the matter was with him. Then suddenly, realisation hit me hard and I put two and two together. I narrowed my eyes at him, noticing how he refused to meet my eyes. "Your sister happens to be a lovely, golden haired woman named Jade, doesn't she? Dr. Brandon Marshall's wife? Your friend's wife?" I added.the last part remembering what he'd told me earlier.

He turned to face her wife. " She's pregnant sir. " " What !? Are you putting a joke on me? " Shocked was written in Rowland's face. "He's right, Rowland. Our daughter Candice is pregnant. And Brandon is the father." Martha's voice is placed with a shout as she tried to stop her husband from hurting Brandon. " You asshole, I can't beleive you made her pregnant! " Rowland was shouting. His face reddened because of his emotions. " Why did yo do it? "

I continued explaining a bit about myself, easing into the conversation. Slowly and carefully, my voice steadied. My breathing evened out, it wasn't as terrifying as I thought. Maybe not yet, then, the anchor nodded thoughtfully. “And of course, many people are curious about your marriage with Matteo Williams and the recent speculations surrounding your divorce,” she said. My body went still. There it was, the reason I was here, the fire in my chest flared again.

It was Madison. He pulled her closer and I felt my world revolving in front of my very eyes. In a painfully slow motion, he turned around. The steely grey eyes. The cold-expressionless face. The perfectly sculptured features. The hard posture. The aura of superiority. The Power. Damien Knight Castillo... “ I officially announce that my daughter Madison is married to Damien Knight Castillo. ” Jonas Lincoln was speaking, his words making my head dizzy. This could not be true!

Max replies. “Michael Alester had a lot to say about your wife. From what I was told, she cleans up nicely,” Daniel says, still smirking. Max chooses to ignore him. Annoyed, Daniel says, “Brandon and I had an interesting conversation about you and your wife. He said something like Mr. Alester, though from his story. Brandon got to touch.” “An unwelcome touch,” I replied. Daniel turns his attention to me, “You say unwelcome, but the truth is, you would take anyone. Brandon talked about a lot more than just your firm ass. Though I am slightly disappointed you’re sitting.” Daniel winks at me.

It was labeled “Irene Swift''. I ordered her to take the box to my room and I returned to my phone. A text came in from Madison. “It has been posted ma'am. Your wedding has been made known. It's all over blogs, social media and Talk Shows" Immediately I saw her text, my face turned pale. I had to go around carrying a strange badge as Damien's wife.

I replied dryly. “If I’m still up to date with matters about Erin, this has to do with Lisa and your new wife, Julie,” Brandon said. I rolled my eyes. “Julie is not my wife yet,” “But she will be in less than two weeks. How does that make Lisa feel?” “What do you think?” I fired at him angrily. Brandon chuckled as he raised his hands up in the air. “She doesn’t want to talk to me or even be in the same space with me,”

He was still furious at the Grand master for rejecting his idea. “Oh, you're back. Come over here.” His wife said. “Not now, Mary.” Jonathan snapped. “We have a guest.” Mary replied dutifully. Jonathan looked at his wife, and noticed the comely Black woman sitting next to her. The woman had a thin scar that ran from under her left eye to her chin, but that did not detract from her beauty. “Who are you?” Jonathan asked suspiciously. “My name is Yvonne. I'm a friend. I've come to see you about a newspaper article.” The woman said smoothly.

"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.

" And?" "I found her." He didn't say anything right away. He just leaned back in his chair, studying me the way he used to when I was a kid caught in a lie. "Sit down, Lysander." I sat. "Tell me." "She's not the same person who left here." I rubbed a hand over my jaw, still feeling the ghost of her voice in my ear, cool and precise, counting down my seconds like I was nothing more than a line item. " She's married."