Jordan Poole Wife Novels & Stories

Chloe tapped on his forehead and scolded, “Since you know that she isn’t a simple woman, then why did you help me to keep her here then? Are you trying to invite trouble for my JJ?” Jordan mumbled, “He’s not my son.” “What are you saying?” Chloe widened her eyes. Jordan smiled sheepishly. “Wifey, you can be at ease. That son of yours has very keen eyes. Do you think that he can’t see through that woman’s charades? In my opinion, Jay must have some plans since he hasn’t chased her out yet.” “Don’t speak of my son as if he is as cunning as you.” “I’d be happy if he’s like me.” Jordan pouted and sounded a little disappointed.

His actions were ostentatious, as if he wanted the whole world to know that the woman by his side was Shelia. 'Juan must be out of his mind to bring along Shelia this time.' Unlike Shelia, Debra would not be at his beck and call. Her phone rang, disrupting her thoughts. She had been on sick leave for the past few months, not even going to school. Every few days, Jordan would call to check on her, but calling at this late hour was a first. She answered the phone, expecting Jordan's usual inquiries, but instead, she heard his angry voice. "Debra, what are you thinking? You're Juan's wife. Why did you give in to a mistress?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just here to tell you something." Jordan paused his activity, his eyes fixed on the smartphone held by the woman who was once his wife. Was Clara intentionally seeking him out so they could reconcile? But the photo he saw on Clara's phone made him speechless. "W-where did you get this?" "I still have more to tell you, I hope you won't be shocked..." Jordan furrowed his brows, his assumptions were wrong. "What is it? Don't keep me in suspense..."

He carried Holly in his arms as he rushed toward me. “Colhern, who do you think you are to ask for a divorce? “If you give birth to the child, your identity in my family would be solidified. So what if I cheat on you? You’re still gaining something effortlessly.” My sadness overshadowed my anger as tears streamed down my face. Jordan finally softened his tone when he saw my tears. “As long as you don’t interrupt my private life, you’re still my wife. Those women are just playthings to me. They’re the motels, and only you’re my home.”

or even Gordon, Antonio's only son. Nobody knows exactly as to whom the old man had plan to endorse the company. But everyone is excited to attend this onvce a year celebration and rumours has it that another heir will be named and Jordan's wife will be introduced to the family. This reach the attention of Chloe Curtsman who is now the wife of one of Jordan's cousin. "Babe, How true this rumour thatt Jordan has already tied the knot? " Chloe asked her husband. "It's true the old man was very proud of Jordan's wife, That he claimed that she had end his wild days with the ladys. " Her answer not leaving his face in his newspaper.

Shiandra said. "He's a good son," Jordan replied, laughing. Shiandra noticed that Jordan wasn't wearing a wedding ring. "Why aren't you married?" she asked. Jordan hesitated before answering. "I used to be married, but my wife passed away a long time ago from ovarian cancer." "I'm so sorry," Shiandra said sympathetically. "It's okay. I've learned to accept it," Jordan said. "And you? Why aren't you married?" Jordan asked, trying to change the subject.

I saw a red car appearing in the uphill driveway just before I was ushered inside the beautifully carved enormous mahogany doors. “Alina, dear!”Kenna was waiting for me with a handful of other women. She engulfed me in a hug as soon as I entered. “Oh, you look so tired! Didn’t you get enough sleep last night?” “I didn’t know I’d have to wake up at three in the morning,” I replied sheepishly. “Don’t worry.” She cupped my cheeks in her hands. “You’ll feel better once the cleansing starts.” “Hello, Alina!” A beautiful brunette woman wearing a peach knee-length lace dress rushed over to give me a hug as soon as Kenna stepped aside. “I’d been dying to meet you! I’m Selene, Jordan’s wife.”

Jordan and Westley had traveled together the previous day. But anything could've happened along the way, they could've gone their separate ways at the airport. However, Leanne sounded so certain. "How did you know we were in the same house?" "Not just me—everyone online knows." "What?" Leanne sent her a link. "Take a look." Jordan clicked on it immediately. It was a front-page headline. —The head of the Howard family, Westley Howard, is married. Last night, he and his wife returned to their love nest, and his wife's face was revealed for the first time.

“Come on Kyrtos, this is the kid’s decision let them…...” Just the Penelope barges in the room in distraught, “Jordan your son……” she screams. “I know, they are now bonded, that is good right?” Jordan says to his distraught wife who didn’t seem amused at all. He hadn’t had a chance to talk to his wife about the mermaid trafficking allegations nor question her about Jason attacking Avisa, he needed to nip this in the bud. If she was to do something to jeopardize this, he would not forgive her.

The tomb that Clarabelle pointed to clearly bore a name that didn't end in Hayden. Clarabelle remembered Crystal telling her about the woman. Carol was James' late wife. Jordan shifted his body and snuggled closer to Clarabelle. "That's the grave of James' wife. After we're done, he won't come back. He will be here all day," Jordan said.