Jordan Poole Wife Novels & Stories

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.

Jordan had prepared simple hors d’oeuvres, anticipating small talk, not knowing exactly how much she was expected to perform. “Jordan,” Jay greeted, voice warm and public-facing, “come meet James and Marla. They’ve heard so much about you.” She smiled at the couple, careful, composed. The easy, natural warmth she felt with Calloway was absent here, replaced by the choreography of a wife performing at her husband’s side. Jay introduced her with practiced charm, extolling her intelligence and taste without pause, his colleagues nodding, smiling, deferring politely. “You have a remarkable partner,” Marla said, her voice syrupy with admiration.

Gabriel’s arm rested possessively on her waist. Andrea’s hand sparkled with a ring that wasn’t just jewelry—it was a claim. The caption: Mr. and Mrs. Gabriel Reyes at Business Leaders Gala. “No,” Celina whispered, voice breaking. “No, this can’t be real...Is he cheating on me all the time?" She refreshed the page, desperate to find a mistake. Clicked another link. Another photo. Same couple. Same smiles. Same ease like they belonged to each other. Her fingers shook. Then a headline caught her eye: Power Married Couple: Gabriel and Andrea Reyes on Work-Life Balance.

Mark looked at Sherin in disbelief. "Are you pregnant?" Mark asked. "By whom?" Sherin didn't want to answer at first, but Mark's sharp look made her awkward. Sherin gulped down saliva, her throat choking at the mention of Xavier's name. "Who?!" Mark asked more loudly. "Xavier!" Sherin spontaneously replied. "The CEO of the Andarsa Group company. The child in my womb is his." Mark breathed heavily as his shoulders slumped limply. He looked at Sherin for a split second with mixed emotions in his eyes.