Novel & Cerita Lauren Jones First Husband

When they got to the hospital they ran into the ward where Ava stayed and the most unbelievable thing happened. Ava was being caressed by Jayson who sat at the edge of the bed. The doctors were done and she hasn't recovered yet from the anesthesia. Ryan Walked into the ward, he pulled Jayson by the collar and threw him a few punches. Which made Jayson spit blood. He then made another punch but was stopped by Jenny who asked Jayson to leave. “Please, you should leave.” Jenny said “And why ?” Jayson asked. “Because I'm her husband.” Ryan fired back.

Damian’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his gray eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but I held up a hand, refusing to let him speak. "I caught my husband cheating on me less than twenty-four hours ago," I said, my voice trembling as the weight of the past day crashed over me. "The man I was married to for three years was planning to divorce me months ago, and I completely had no idea. I haven't even begun to process that betrayal, and you're asking me to throw myself into another relationship?"

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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.

“So you’re not backing down on the tech project… even though I’m involved with your ex-wife?” Ethan chuckled. “She’s not my ex-wife. We’re just separated.” “She filed for divorce,” Preston said. Ethan laughed dryly. “What if I claim my wife before the divorce is final?” “Lauren will move on,” Preston replied. Ethan shrugged. “You’ll be the one frustrated, Preston. You’ll do everything, but Lauren will only open her heart to me. Remember, she only turned to Caleb because she thought I was gone.” Preston smirked. “…but she still slept with Caleb after she knew you were alive.”

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.