Jordan Poole Wife Novels & Stories

She scrolled and tapped some things before she handed them over to me. I took it from her and stared at the screen. My eyes widened immediately and my jaw dropped. "Trouble in paradise, as the wife of Famous man, Jordan Chase leaves mansion almost naked while claiming her husband has a mistress" was the headline of the blogger and a video of me and Jordan from last night was right there on the screen.

“That woman is the reason your dad isn’t here with us!” “Enough!” I yell standing. I pull Ellie to me, “Our marriage isn’t a sham. I love this woman in a way I have never loved anyone. She would’ve stayed in the burn unit with me. If they didn’t let her, she’d sleep in the lobby. Ellie is my wife and I asked her to marry me. We renewed our vows on the beach for our anniversary. I’m thankful for everything that happened because it led me to meeting my wife. I didn’t remember ever being so happy as I am with her. You do not get to talk about her as if she’s the other woman! You cheated!” I tell her. “We are leaving,” I tell Ellie as I take her hand and pull her to the exit. “Maxwell! Julianna

I didn’t get much of what Gavin was saying as my eyes only stared at Jordan. “Tsk.” Gavin sighed as he pulled me into a tight embrace. I couldn’t move my body and we may look like a man holding a corpse. Jordan’s complexion changed rapidly, from being red, to pale and now dark. He was staring at me making me clench my fist that’s been holding Gavin’s. “Oh, you're still here?” “Shut up! Madison… Please talk to me.” “My wife doesn’t want to-” “Can you please stop calling her that?! She’s not going to be your-”

She ranted. “Elaine, I don’t think you know the whole story.” Jordan started to try and plead with his wife. “You will keep your mouth closed, Jordan. You may have a silver tongue, but it will not get you out of this. I’ve been told exactly what happened at your brother’s wedding, who you were caught having sex with his bride on his wedding day, and how you made the excuse that you were drunk. How you never apologized for hurting him and ruining what was supposed to have been a joyous day.” Elaine’s voice cracked, and I’m sure she was probably on the verge of tears.

However, looking at both of them sitting close to one another side by side, made them realize. 'How could they be?' "And mother. This is my female best friend, Dali. My male best friend, Jace, and my…….." she paused for a while, thinking of what to say, "Ex-husband, Ethan. My kids are with the nanny." "Nice to meet all of you. I am Jordyn Jones. And I hope we relate well," Jordyn said to them with a wide and charming smile, and they all responded simultaneously with respect to the woman who was talking to them. They still couldn't believe it or understand how the relationship between them came into existence.

I never turn down invitations from Jordan Cornwell because he's one of the few clients I enjoy working with. He's fifty-nine and has been happily married for twenty-three years. His warm energy evokes a feeling in me almost like that of a father. His wife, Sarah, is just like him—smiling and calm. Looking at them together, it's hard not to be envious. When you imagine their home, you picture a sunlit kitchen and smell home-cooked food. They are cozy, and they pull everyone in without exception.

Jordan has started a new life, and ventured into modelling. She was doing well, and was also very happy with her new life. Even though, she cried every night because of her late husband. She later found a man worthy of her life, and everyone gave their blessings to the relationship. Julian's house was filled with a lot of guards, happiness and love. The thing that really mattered between them now was the good relationship they had with each other. Diamond laughed at what Aiden said. She was dressed in a red gown with a slit down her thigh while Aiden wore a red and white suit.

, for the second time. They had gotten hitched in Greece in a small church with only family and Tina. They didn’t want any attention so they did a small reception and went on an holiday to Maldives. “I told you earlier that my mother doesn’t do roughing it,’” Nathan whispered in her ear as he snuck up behind her, arms sliding around her waist. “I knew she wasn’t into anything simple.” Rachel leaned back into him instinctively, letting her head rest on his shoulder. “Are those velvet sleeping bags over there?” He grinned. “Custom-made. Egyptian cotton linings. You married rich, babe.” She laughed, waving her wedding ring. “I married you.” From across the site, Victoria raised a manicure

Paul grinned. "Mom is a full-time grandma to Sonya's kids. She's busier now than she ever was when she worked in an office." "Tell me about her kids." "A girl and a boy. Jordan, who is eight and Walt, who is five." "Jordan and Walt? Is Sonya a basketball fan or something?" "Her husband is. Lucas. He's a good guy. They're all great, actually, Sonya's family. I miss them." "Where are they?"

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..."