Josephine Langford Instagram Stories Novels & Stories

I didn't know if she was sleeping behind those doors. She wasn't. She was seated cross-legged on the floor, a drawing pad rested on one hand while she twirled a pencil on the other. "Princess," I called out again, my voice a little bit louder now. She didn't give me any indication that she could hear me but she knew I was there, her phone was on a dresser closed to the door, playing one video constantly on repeat. Josephine, pregnant, giving an exclusive interview and telling the whole world our marriage was fake and Vanessa was only using me. She told them the baby she was carrying was mine.

Meanwhile, Josephine and Monica stood rooted to the spot, stunned. They probably still hadn't registered that Andrew, the man they had adored, was a fraud. Greg was nothing but my family's driver, and Fiona was merely our housekeeper. Leonard ignored their pleas and marched up to Josephine. He clenched his fists. "You cheated on Frederick, huh?" Without warning, he swung a punch, and blood trickled down from the corner of her mouth. "An illegitimate child?" Another punch landed, and a bruise bloomed around Josephine's eye.

“I am sorry, I do not recognize…” Ayisha’s fingers tightened around her chopsticks. “You are Chloe Langford,” she pressed, leaning forward. “You were married to Ares Langford. You were in court. You were…” The memories collided in her chest. The headlines, the way the city had spoken the name, the public unraveling.

Joseph just smiled, "Okay, guys. I'm going to sleep now. I'm pretty tired." "Okay, angel. Have a goodnight," Stephan said sweetly. "Goodnight, Joseph," Harper wished. Joseph smiled and got up from his place and went to his room. Then he quickly took a shower and sat on his bed. Joseph took his mobile and looked at the photos that he had taken at the date. He smiled at them. There was a photo of Theodore's and Joseph's reflection in the pond. It was blurred yet beautiful. It had captured the pond, the sky, and the dandelions as well. Joseph liked it very much, so he decided to post it on I*******m.

she mumbled, then glanced up at me. Nodding, I told her that he was correct. Josephine entered, looked around the room, and asked us where the gown was. Her eyes bore holes at poor Linda. Getting her off the hook, I stated firmly, “I had her pack it to get it ready for travel, Josephine.” “Well poo, I wanted to see the final product,” she pouted. “I will have Gavin send you pictures of us both dressed in our finery,” I informed her, which satisfied her a little.

Vasili liked her advice. “You are right. Thank you, sister.” He hugged her and she patted his back. “Now let me get ready for my party. I'm going to get engaged today. It's my big day.” Josephine pushed him out of her room. And Vasili laughed at her. . . . "Jay, please stop now. I don't like high makeup. Please make it light." Josephine requested Jennifer, who was doing her makeup. But Jennifer shook her head.

“We got important video gaming to do.” Rose looks away from the iPad, giving Jacob a glare. He holds up his hands in defeat and sits back down. “What’s going on?” I ask, coming over to the island. “I’m trying to narrow down poses for these engagement pictures.” Rose shakes her head at whatever she’s seeing. “What about this one?” “It’s nice,” Mrs. Langford says. “Just nice?” “Yes, it’s too tame.” Jacob raises his eyes. “See what I’ve been dealing with? This has been going on all day. It’s just a photo.”