All Chapters of Marrying My Ex for the Show: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

With the vows exchanged, Josalyn tried to keep the flow going. Her head throbbed, signaling that today was overwhelming. She’d pay for it in the end. That’s part of what she hated. This wasn’t something she could predict or prevent. No one around her understood. She sought a calm space for a brief rest. She had not had that for hours. “Okay, everyone. That’s the last signature! We’re officially married again! At least, off stage.” Which set off a laugh throughout the gathering. The people there had a long day. Let’s set up again. Then we’ll do a second run through. This time we’ll record the ceremony part for the special program. So, this will be a dramatic ceremony. We want to catch comments and gossip. So, guess and give our viewers something to sink their teeth into. Just remember. Rebecca and Everett are perfect for one another. Several of you have cues to base your gossip off of. We want those out there.” Rebecca rolled her eyes at this. They w

Edward Black looked up when the producer approached him. “Looks like you got your wish. The officers just called and reported that your ex-wife and her cousin are in custody. They couldn’t hold Gena though and she’s on her way here they believe.” The look of dread in the producer’s eyes was not reflected in Edward’s. He knew the woman was petty and vindictive, but she’d never grown up. She’d dig her own grave in respect to her image and reputation. “She doesn’t know what’s happening, does she?” Edward asked. The producer shook his head. “I don’t believe so. Or she doesn’t know the severity of it.” Her uncle’s arrest turned into many arrests throughout Gena’s family and their businesses. Edward’s defense team not only found proof he wasn’t involved in the crimes Gena’s family had pinned on him. They’d found evidence of who orchestrated the crimes originally. They’d found evidence to prove who was the offenders to the mastermind in charge. Now the pro

Josalyn’s day-long headache vanished when an evening rainstorm arrived from the lake. With relief, realizing the headache was a false alarm. The storm lasted an hour. Sufficient to cleanse before departure. The parking lot examination was brief, as they concluded the limousine was the crime scene. Once the ambulance was gone and the police cleared the parking lot of people. The wedding coordinator insisted on the wedding reception continuing. While the inn boasted enough space in their grand dining hall, and the shift into the inn happened fast. The locals suspected it would rain and prepared for it.Jake and Edward kept their promise and the wedding planner guided everyone through the rituals until Jake whispered to Josalyn. “It’s time we made our escape. The boat is ready, and we can be gone before anyone realizes it.”“I thought this time would never happen. Have you heard anything about Gena’s status?” Josalyn asked. She was more than ready to end this even

Jake led Josalyn into the bedroom, turning on the water and helping her out of the dress. “Can you explain to me why wedding dresses always seem to have either a million buttons or miles of ties holding them closed?” “Anticipation of unwrapping the present? I don’t know, it’s tradition. I’ll be glad to leave this. Do you know how heavy this is? I’ll be honest, I regret not having a reception dress to change into. Dancing was difficult, and using the bathroom was even worse. Men ponder women’s group bathroom visits. It takes many hands to protect a dress like this from accidents.” “Well, it’s served its purpose. Will you keep this dress? I know you sold the first one for rent.” “Yeah, I sold it. But what else could I do? We wouldn’t have had a roof over our heads if I hadn’t. Nor did I get much for it.” “What happened to the photos?” “Some photos were stuffed in an attic drawer. I didn’t have the heart to look at t

The next morning, they ate their breakfast on the back deck overlooking the lake and enjoyed the silence of nature as the sun rose. Josalyn forgot the joy of sitting without worrying about schedules, scripts, or getting through the day. Jake’s presence was soothing rather than grating on her nerves. She viewed him differently last night, absorbing new information about her long-held experiences. Her fears were unfounded sometimes and in others she found herself exposed to far too much. This time, when she tried to bring up the problems, Jake stood with her, and they formed a consensus. With that consensus came a plan. The plan’s activation is uncertain, but it would provide clarity to the public. They agreed not to involve the Studio’s PR handler. They’d handle it alone and let the chips fall where they may. She came clean about her finances and today they’d hand them to Jake’s family’s accounting firm and allow them to sort out her debts. Jake wasn