Novel & Cerita Jordan Knight Wife

Wendy’s grandmother said. Natalia let the woman in, only because wasting time to argue would make her lose time and Delilah had to be with someone quickly. She also knew that the woman would not go if she was asked to. That was now stubborn she was. “I am sorry. I knew about my grand daughter and your husband— I mean, ex-husband—” Natalia shook her head and gave a small smile. “Late ex-husband.” The older woman’s eyes widened. “What? How? What happened to him?”

I forced a smile on my face wanting to look like a polite and respectful wife to Jarrod's friend, “Sir, I really hate to bother you but you're Cameron Petals, my husband, Jarrod Smith best friend right?” His eyes settled on the ground and he let out a sigh, “No” The smile on my face disappeared and I quickly put a leg inside his house when I noticed he was about to close the door. “Sir, I know you're my husband's best friend. I.. don't know why you're denying it though but you must've heard Jarrod Smith talk about me, I'm his wife Bella and recently something really big happened and he wants to divorce-” “-Leave” he interupted giving me a stern look.

he replied dryly. “I know,” I snapped. “But I’m a very desperate woman right now. What do you have?” He paused. “Well… the lady in question—Akayda Jordan—has a clean record.” My grip tightened. “Go on.” “She’s an orphan. Lost both parents at eighteen. Best graduating student in her set. No criminal history. No debts. Currently works at Knight Enterprises as Damian Knight’s secretary.” “That’s it?” I demanded. “No loans? No scandals?”

Doctor William informed her, and left for a minute before returning to the room after clearing the commotion. “It seems like your family is here to see you.” Just when he finished his sentence, the door was opened again and two individuals sauntered in. Their eyes were filled with tears. “Eliana.” One of them called. It was a carbon copy of the woman on the bed, but an older version. The woman was Eliana’s mother. She looked heartbroken to see her precious daughter after years in the hospital. Doctor Williams excused himself to give them privacy. “Where’s your husband?” Eliana’s father asked harshly. He was angry to see his daughter in the hospital with bandages around her head and legs. Not

Sunny winks at Nina and smiles at the lady, "This is my best friend, Nina Morrison. She is single now. If you have the right one, please help introduce him to her!" The lady's eyes brighten, "Really? How old are you? My younger brother just broke up with his girlfriend and wants to find the right girlfriend!" A sneer comes from behind, "Mrs. Jones, Miss Morrison and your younger brother may not be a good match!" Everyone turns around. Jasmine is wearing a white floor-length skirt. Her hair is in a bun and towering, with a camellia as big as the mouth of a bowl on it. She is standing behind them with a smile.

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.

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.

"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.