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“Don’t worry, dinner will be ready soon.” Gavin nodded. “About Aiden…” “Oh, he couldn’t make it,” Jessica replied lightly. “He’s busy. Besides, he’s a married man now.” Gavin didn’t say anything. Jessica paused briefly. "Maybe you should visit him. You still remember his house, right?" "Yeah, I do," Gavin replied in a low voice. "Alright," Jessica said with a smile, then walked upstairs. Gavin remained seated, quiet. "So Aiden is married to Alina?" he shook his head slowly, letting out a quiet, humorless chuckle. "Unbelievable."

Just as he reached for the door in front of me, she grabbed his arm and pulled him back. “It’s just the dog at the villa. You haven’t had dinner yet, have you? Come eat with us.” He let her pull him away, but by then I had already seen his face clearly. It wasn’t Eugene. It was Leo Brooks, my husband’s executive assistant. So my husband hadn’t been keeping a mistress behind my back after all. Leo was Mrs. Wilson’s son. He had grown up with Eugene, and the two of them were as close as brothers. No wonder Mrs. Wilson had reacted the way she did earlier.

The question slipped out before I could stop it. "Accompany me to business dinners. Manage my calendar. Handle correspondence. Basic administrative duties." His tone was perfectly professional, but something in his eyes made my skin crawl. "Nothing illegal or immoral, I assure you." "And if Derek wins the game?" "Then you go home. The debt is forgiven, and we never speak of this again." I looked at my husband. Really looked at him. The man I'd married was charming, confident, full of dreams. This Derek was a stranger - hollow-eyed, shaking, willing to bet his wife's freedom for one more chance.

“I’m sorry Amilee, but I think you have the wrong number. I’m married to Jared Laine, a loyal and loving man. I’m not stepping aside for anyone.” Hitting send I smile to myself. Later tonight my man is going have his dick so far inside of me, I’m going to push him back a little. My phone dings again and a picture of a face so similar to my husband’s only me and their mother could tell appears with text following.

she murmured, her voice thick with sleep. “Seriously, Amelia? The internet is burning down, and you're still sleeping like a baby?" Jessica’s playful voice came through the speaker, clearly amused. Hearing that tone, Amelia instantly knew it wasn't a real emergency. If Jessica was joking, it couldn't be that bad. With her eyes still closed, she asked lazily, "What happened?" Jessica explained, "Someone posted that you cheated during your marriage, and now you're living off some rich, older guy. It's all over the internet. People are tearing you apart. I sent you the link."

How could someone not know Jessica in Imeplia? “I rarely appear in public with my wife, but the person I’ve been married to for six years is indeed Jessica. Honestly, in my heart, my wife is the most beautiful. Of course, many people think so too. As for family background... I’ll not go into that.” She had thought she had the game in the bag, but after hearing Chris’s wife was Jessica, all her chances disappeared. She slumped down helplessly, then still stubbornly asked, “You’ve been married six years, so you must have had enough of her. I like you, I’m younger than her, I can give you a different experience.”

Quickly I read what the content was about "The great model Jessica Freeman Claims to have been in a relationship With Cade Callaghan, the multi- Billi Onaire who we have just found out That he got married recently, what Jessica Freeman claim is that Cade Callaghan never got married to his new Wife Emily Wilburn because he was still Dating her, what we are trying to find out Now Is if Jessica Freeman claim is true Or not" "I knew it! I should have smell some thing fishy"I said as I went to show my husband the magazine

"Jessica, I'm here." Yasmin said while exiting the car. Blake held her hand as she strolled into the house. Jessica was surprised to see them holding hands. She cautiously asked Blake, "You are Ms. Starr's…?" "I'm her husband," Blake said warmly. Jessica's jaw dropped in shock. "Ms. Starr, you're married?" Yasmin hummed in response. "I've been married for two years," Yasmin said, glancing at Blake and blushing.

Maine answered with a smile. "You're so young, we'll just call you Maine. We're older than you," said Jessa. "That's fine, I prefer it that way." "Where did you meet sir?" Jessa asked. Maine looked at him before speaking, "At a club." His eyes widened at his wife's answer. The whispers grew louder. They were not pleasant to hear. "You mean, sir is funding your studies?" Jessa asked. "Yes, he's my sugar daddy," his wife replied, smiling as she held his arm. He started laughing at what she was saying and doing.

Wesley arched an eyebrow. Jessica scoffed and crossed her arms across her chest. She didn't look like the elegant lady from a wealthy family anymore. Donned in an orange prison suit with a large number 3090 on the front pocket of her chest, she didn't seem so out of reach anymore. "Old friend? We are not on the same side, Wes," Jessica replied with an eye roll. "Do you really think you still have a chance with Oliver? He got married a few days ago," Wesley sneered when Jessica's face drained of all colour.