Stephanie Mcmahon Husband Novels & Stories

She asked again. About to answer her, the doctor stepped out. He faced Richard at once, judging by his gloomy face he surely didn't have good news for him. “How's my wife? What about my baby?” His voice failed him. Both Richard and Kathleen looked at him eagerly, they couldn't wait for him to speak up. “I'm sorry. Your wife already had a miscarriage before you brought her, we couldn't save the baby.” He divulged. “What do you mean?” He snapped angrily.

"Not only that, Ma, but there are other reasons too. Anya wants to have a simple wedding, just a consent and a small thanksgiving, considering that Anya is still studying at the college where Arya teaches. Anya doesn't want to be suspected of having a special relationship with Arya, at least until Anya graduates, can we keep our marriage a secret?" "Arya also agrees with what you said, Anya, it's better for us to get married without making a big event, just family, later after Anya graduates we will publish our relationship." For a moment they were busy in their own thoughts, not forgetting that the parents asked the opinion of Mr. RT and Mr. Ustadz regarding what their children wanted.

“I would like a cappuccino, no sugar. Thank you. “ Her eyes flicker to Conor. He doesn’t move. “Well?” I ask. “Right away. " She mutters, “And anything for you, Mister Hale?” “No need to be formal now “ I wave a hand and turn to Conor. “Conor, I already told Monica I know you’ve been spelling together. “ His face changes entirely. “Are you in pain?” I ask, then turn to Monica. “I guess he doesn’t want anything. And- my coffee?” I remind her and she disappears. Once she shuts the door I turn to my husband.

"I know you're Enzo Robert's wife, and you have two children together. Do you love my son?" Her straightforward question caught me off guard. "I... Ron and I are just close friends... I..." I hesitated, wanting to say "No," but I couldn't. She seemed relieved when I replied, exhaling audibly. "Good. I thought you two were in a romantic relationship. If that were the case, I wouldn't approve. Ron, my son, has never married and has never been in love with anyone. He's a discreet person who never shares anything with me."

From the second floor I could see the circular drive clearly—a sleek black Rolls-Royce Phantom idling,as its door opened,a man stepped out. My breath caught that instant. I knew that face. ”Alexander Martinez” ,the new managing partner of Kessler & Hale as of last week at the partners conference,my high school boyfriend and apparently now,Laura’s fiancée?

His tailored black suit fit him like a second skin, exuding both power and possession. The whispers among the staff intensified. “Oh my God, did he just say she’s his?” “That’s Mr. Astor’s wife?!” “I thought she was just a visitor, but she’s actually the Mrs. Harrington?” “She’s gorgeous… I never imagined she’d be this breathtaking in person.” “Lucky woman. But also, lucky him.” Steven, to his credit, did not seem ruffled. He merely smirked and turned back to Charlotte. “Your husband is quite protective.”

I said, mocking his tone, "I'll beat you to it." He leaned back, and smiled, "interesting." "Look," I sighed, "we clearly do not want this marriage, but listen, it's happening." I ran my fingers between my bob. "I don't care what tricks you have up your sleeves but my father isn't backing out, and from the look of things your father isn't either." Right then, my phone beeped in my hand. I bit my lower lip, pulling my zip open and pulling the phone out. I scoffed, before flashing the screen in his face, "look at that, it's a text from Dawson, my boyfriend."

he drilled. "She's not visiting Connor. She is married to my husband, or should I say former husband." The question was directed to myself. "What are you saying?" His voice broke further as his breathing became louder. "Danica cheated on us with Roman, and they got married together behind our backs, Connor. I'm sorry." There was total silence on the other end of the line before he hung up, possibly trying to comprehend what I had told him. It must have been hard for him, especially because Danica was pregnant and he thought he was responsible.

“I don't know what you are talking about. I have no idea what she even looks like” I scoffed mentally. He really wanted to mess with me? I rose to my feet, my lips curling up into an evil smirk. Well, two can play the game. “Stephanie William” His innocent smile vanished at the mention of his daughter's name. My smirk widened. “Twenty Eight years old, lives in Columbia, South Carolina, married with two kids” His eyes widened and he became as pale as a ghost. “What are you…..” “I have her,” I said flatly.

Gael didn’t deny or say anything to that. I wasn’t expecting him to deny anything but it still hurt, especially because he knew this was my stepmother and half-sister who hated me and were always trying to sabotage me. He had always been defending me against them, I guess he won’t do that anymore. “Well, since your husband is back, I guess your marriage is no longer ‘long distance’” Lucia said, mockingly. “I don’t see how that has anything to do with you.”I snapped. “I would’ve loved to stay around and chat with you, but I have to go meet my future husband.”With that, Lucia and Paula sashayed away.