Lauren Jones First Husband Novels & Stories

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It didn’t take long before he cheated on me with her, and until today, they are still having an affair. Lauren was beautiful. She was only in her mid-twenties; Blonde hair falling in heavy curls down her back, icy blue eyes, luscious lips, and a body that would grab the men’s attention. Unfortunately, so did my husband’s. She was the reason he hasn’t touched me in all these years. I worked so hard to keep our relationship afloat, keeping up appearances in front of family and friends and even the social circle, but there was nothing else I could do.

he announced, peeking through the curtains. Lauren dried her hands again and walked to the front door, still smiling faintly. But the moment she opened it, her expression froze. A woman stood there—stylish, unfamiliar, but clearly intentional. “Can I help you?” Lauren asked, brows knitting. The woman’s smile was cold. “I heard you're still legally married to the father of my child.” Lauren’s breath caught. “Excuse me?” “Ethan Whitmore,” she said smoothly. “While he was recovering in L.A., with no memory of who he was, we met… and well, let’s just say one night turned into something more permanent.”

So now what? Laurel glanced at Aaron who was sitting next to her, they were having a simple dinner with a wedding witness and some friends. The man sitting next to her, Aaron Silverwhite, is now her husband. Her husband…. Laurel recited the words over and over to herself, trying to get her heart used to it. However, it felt like it was too soon to make something that lasted so suddenly become accustomed to her heart. “You will love to be there, Laurel.” Aamber's voice startled Laurel from her hidden observation of Aaron. She coughed a little and tried to get back into the conversation. What are they talking about?

I continued “I’m late.” Her smile widened. “Late for what? Designing clothes? Distracting yourself from the fact that you’ve failed at the one thing a wife is supposed to do?” The words landed before I could brace myself. I said nothing. She stepped closer. “Almost six months married, Lauren. Six.” Her eyes flicked deliberately to my stomach. “And nothing.” My chest constricted. “Meanwhile,” she went on smoothly, “I wasn’t even his wife—and yet, in less than three months…” She paused, savoring it. “I conceived.”

"Of course he does. Rhea is his wife. I'm just his ex. Don't say that." Peter disagreed. "That's nonsense! Without you, would he have such a beautiful family? Did those adorable kids just appear out of thin air?" Lauren lowered her head and remained silent. "You're just too soft," Peter said. "Carter was always meant to be yours. The kids are yours, too. You're the rightful Mrs. Jamison! Wait here. I'll call him back to be with you later." During lunch, Lauren busied herself helping Helen, earning repeated praise. By the afternoon, Lauren was asked to rest in a guest room.

She jabbed a finger at Khloe's face, wishing she had another mouth just to curse her harder. "A pretty boy?" Khloe cut in softly before the old woman could finish. "Mind your words. He's my legal husband—and someone your family can't afford to offend." She was being firmly held by Nick, her body instinctively leaning into his chest. That intimate posture only poured fuel on Lauren's fury. Enraged beyond restraint, Lauren sneered loudly. "Legal husband? You've only been separated from Trey for a few months, and you already have a husband? Khloe, you really are shameless and fickle. I misjudged you back then!

My body pulled back, as if unable to absorb the blow of what she had just said. Lauren lifted her head slowly, her hands still shaking, and looked me in the eyes. I saw the suffering, the anger, and the agony within her. It was almost like she was forcing herself to say it—to let go of something that had been eating her alive. “This baby… this baby I’m carrying isn’t yours, Henry.” Lauren’s voice trembled, tangled in sobs. “The father of my child is Ethan Walker—my ex-husband.” Those words—so simple yet so devastating. It felt like my heart had stopped beating. I couldn’t breathe anymore.

Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world. It's Sunday today, and we're going on a trip to Paris for our honeymoon. I can't wait to get there and explore there with my beloved husband. I have never been out of New York before, so this is going to be my first trip out of here. How was I supposed to afford a trip out of the country when I could barely feed myself, let alone take care of my upkeep?

“I invited everyone here to clarify something. Jeanine Smith and I broke up ages ago, and we aren’t married. “Celine and I are in our honeymoon period. All those rumors online are merely slander. “Jeanine is here right now. You can ask her if you have any questions.” He threw me to the wolves again without a moment’s hesitation. His stance was that the leaks were all fake news, and if anyone kept spreading them, he would take legal action against them. The reporters surrounded me. One woman asked curiously, “Is Jonas telling the truth?” I forced a teary smile, like a tender flower caught in a storm. “He’s lying. He was my husband, and now he has an affair baby with Celine Jones. I’ll swear o