Jordan Knight's Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

Tammy says. “Man won’t know what hit him,” I assure her. She thinks I’m joking and laughs delightfully. Aiden lets out a shout and greets Killian before pulling Killian’s wife in for a huge hug. “I don’t know why you stay with a loser like him when you could have me,” he teases her. “Because she knows it was a fluke,” Killian replies. “Here, you can meet the fluke.” Aiden turns to me. “This is Jordan. No being rude to her for kicking your ass.” Everyone laughs. “Jordan this is Killian and his wife, Rebecca.”

“And I’m not going to hurt you. I love you. I always had and will always will. I went crazy after the accident and refused to believed that you were died. I was right and this just proves it.” Before Maya could reply, the door to the room burst open and Jordan turned to see his bodyguards, her bodyguards entered. Behind them is Thomas, Mason and Grayson, who now seems to be walking with the assistance of a cane. Jordan’s eyes narrowed and he reached out and grabbed Maya’s arm when she was about to rush past him towards the Englishman. “Let go of me!” Maya cried. “Let go of her!” Grayson threatened warningly. “You dare give an order when it concerns my wife?!” Jordan shot back evenly. He grip

Lowering her voice, Hilda asked, "Mom, do you know someone called Ella Jordan? I heard she is Linux' cousin." "I don't think so." Connie replied. "What's up? Did she mess with you? No worries, just deal with her as you see fit. I have your back if anything happens." With that, Hilda hung up and made another call to Linux. "Ella Jordan? She claims that she's a successor to the royal family? Ha! Her grandmother was indeed from the Jordan Family but she got married and moved to Taadi several decades ago. She doesn't even have the right to adopt the last name of the Jordans, Freeman is her last name. As for her title of successor to the royal family..."

"That's quite an accusation. When have I deceived you?" "From the first time we met, it was intentional, wasn't it?" Jordan said. "On my honor, it wasn't intentional," Debra said innocently. "Do you suffer from paranoia?" "Don't play dumb. I can tell when someone lies." Jordan chuckled, adding, "But I never expected you to be Juan's wife." "I'm Juan's wife, a fact known throughout Seamar City. Perhaps you're the only one unaware," Debra replied. Jordan frowned. He had just returned from abroad and wasn't well-informed about domestic affairs in the past year.

Just as I was about to twist the door knob, I heard her voice. “Wait," she whispered calmly. I turned around and looked at her. "...you're Killian’s wife... aren't you?" she asked raising her head to meet my gaze. I clenched my jaw as burning in my throat returned. My chest tightened with awful reality as I nodded. “…I am…." She smiled deliberately. "And you are?" I asked curiously. She opened her mouth and then closed it. She seemed hesitant for a second before she answered. “I... a….” she whispered as age stared at the window. “I knew his mother..." she looked at me. "My name is Rachel.”

"But if you think you can walk in here and put your hands on me again, you're mistaken." Eric pushed himself up from the floor, seething, but before he could charge again, Ryan pressed a button on his desk. The doors flew open, and the two security team, earlier rushed in. "Get him out of here," Ryan ordered coolly, brushing imaginary dust off his sleeve. The guards grabbed Eric by the arms, dragging him toward the exit. "You’re not winning this, Ryan Knight!" Eric spat. "Adina is my wife! You lost her six years ago and you can't rewrite the story. Not even with this baby!”

I could not decipher whatever was happening. "Elizabeth "Old Mr. Knight addressed his wife in a plain voice and then diverted his gaze on me,"Emerald I need to discuss few things about the party so take your seats." I still for a moment before glancing over Davian for any reaction.He blinked his eyes as reassurance.I took my place beside Davian leaving a small gap between us.Mrs. Knight sat on the next edge from her husband. "Marriage isn't a game children.I hope you understand."He turned to look at me and his grandson.

"Do you know what you're doing, Whitney? Why are you clinging to another man in bright daylight?" "Another man?" The look on Lucas' face changed as he reached out to pull Whitney back into his arms. "Are you talking about me, Mr. Jordan? Have you forgotten that you and Whitney are divorced, and she's now my wife? It's normal for a wife to hold onto her husband's arm." Henry looked at him annoyingly. "Shut up! Can't you see that I'm speaking to Whitney? You have no right to speak here!" His assistant tugged the corner of his shirt. "Mr. Jordan, that's Mr. Grant. We can't afford to offend him."

I murmured. Kendra was stunned, the look of disapproval frozen on her face. “What did you say?” I smiled to myself. Pulling out the chat logs I had saved from Jordan’s computer last night, I showed them to Kendra. “Jordan got married. “It happened yesterday in Slandsdeca. “He married Molly Powell, his ex.” Kendra had no words. Her eyes turned bloodshot. “Just yesterday, I recalled you were rehearsing with the lighting crew until midnight. You even texted me in the middle of it, asking me to go to the pharmacy to get you some painkillers because your stomach hurt.

We greeted them and went to take our various seats inside the church. After the church service ended, we went home to continue with our various marriages. --- Amara Nicholas Three years married to Darlington Briggs, I had thought he would change, but Darlington kept to his vow and promise to me and stayed away from Jenna Colton. Jenna was still a top model in our state. Meeting Jenna Colton again sent goosebumps down my spine. She was still beautiful, and I had to wrap my hands possessively around Darlington's arm to greet Jenna and her husband.