Jordan Knight Wife Novels & Stories

I arch my eyebrow and glare at her, daring her to lie to me. “That was a news reporter, Jordan. From Sky News. He called because he wants to help clean up your mess.” She retorted, rolling her eyes. “Don’t sass me, woman. Show me the number.” I fired calmly but with a hint of annoyance. “Yeah, right! The Almighty Jordan is back. Why not channel this same energy to your rivals and to those who have been saying shit about you and our marriage!” She yelled at me while poking her pinkie finger in my chest.

"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.

The butler swiftly went forward and told her, “Mr. Jordan said you didn’t want to see anything related to Mr. Schultz anymore, so he told me to throw everything away.” “What?” Florence gasped. Then, she asked, “Then, has Tyson been home these past few days?” The butler replied tentatively, “He has not been home all this time.” Florence let out an annoyed noise and tried to call me to get things cleared up. However, she was only met with a robotic voice. “Sorry, the number you have dialed is not available.” Florence anxiously sent a whole bunch of messages over to me, but I had already blocked her number.

"Everything?" He shot her a deadly look, those green eyes darkened like a storm. “Did I stutter?" Valeria shook her head. “Absolutely not, I'll do that right away.” Valeria turned to leave. "What's your husband's name?” He suddenly asked, making her stop in her tracks. She turned slowly and stared at him, confused. Then it hit her. The only thing she knows about her mystery husband is that his grandmother calls him Treasure, but there is no way she's telling him that.

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.

Richard asked in an off-handed way. Gabriel smiled then, although the smile was tense. “I have met Jonathan on occasion,” he told them. “Through business. But only a couple of times and very briefly. Amelia, on the other hand, well, I know her quite well. She’s my ex-wife.” Richard’s eyes widened for a moment, then settled on Amelia. His gaze flitted from her face to her chest, then back up to her face. “EX wife?” he asked, the emphasis on ‘ex’.

Then something in her expression settled, as if she had already known and had simply been waiting for me to catch up. "Then go after him," she said. "Go and get your man. Sitting here will not make you or Lucius happy." She stood slowly, smoothing her outfit. "Lucius has stopped playing with his toys, Mary. He chose his father instead. I think that tells you everything you need to know." She paused at the doorway. "Jordan is engaged yes. But they are not married. And she has not given him a child." She looked at me one last time. "It will not be easy. I am not going to pretend it will. But you asked me for advice, so there it is."