Cameron Monaghan Wife Novels & Stories

The woman sighed. "Such an irresponsible one he is" she muttered, demonstrating with her fingers. She was an older woman and she sounded so experienced. "We would have needed his signature permission if his wife were to undergo C.S. Thank God she was delivered of the babies naturally" she said, wiping her hands with a towel. She looked happy and annoyed at the same time. "She's such a strong lady. What did you say the name of her husband is?" She asked. "Cameron" Jack uttered

Tears poured down my face, this was some kind of weird dream. My chest tightened. It couldn’t be the same Tonia I knew. No. It couldn’t be her. I would bet everything I had—it just couldn’t be. But my fingers kept scrolling. The image was right there. And each image felt like a dagger. “My man and I.” “Saying yes to you is everything.” “A day with my husband.” Then came the one that knocked the breath out of me: Tonia Marcus wed Alexander Grey. Hell no. It had to be a coincidence. Just someone with the same name. It couldn’t be them.

It looked tender and loving, and worse, proof that they had consummated their marriage, meaning it would be impossible for me to annul and overturn. Jealousy bit at me under my skin. There were no bruises or cuts marring Stephanie's skin—nothing to indicate Carter had forced her into his bed. For a second, I could almost believe this had all been a ploy from the beginning for Stephanie to unravel me. But I knew deep down that was exactly what Carter wanted. For all I knew, Stephanie could have been drugged and she was asleep, completely unaware that Carter was beside her or had even taken the photo. My phone rang in my pocket as I pulled my gaze away from the image of my wife naked in my ene

Damien’s POV I sat in my office, my fingers tapping against the edge of my desk, a restless rhythm that matched the chaos in my head. "Three more media outlets, sir,” Mark informed me. “They've been secretly tailing Mrs. Vaughn… Miss Monroe, I mean." My jaw clenched at the correction. No matter what they called her, she was still my wife. Legally. Emotionally. Mine. I leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair, frustration prickling just beneath my skin. I’d given explicit instructions—no more stories, no more cameras, no more dragging her name through the mud. I thought I’d bought her peace. Apparently not.

She did, quietly as her face flushed from his gesture. A tablet on the table showed the news. The headline read: “MYSTERY WOMAN IN At Damien's calloway wedding REVEALED: CALLA CALLOWAY, NOT-SO-EX WIFE OF DAMIEN CALLOWAY” "DAMIEN CALLOWAY CALLS OFF WEDDING AFTER SEEING EX WIFE" “KILLIAN BLACK WITH DAMIEN'S CALLOWAY NOT SO EX-WIFE, A SCANDAL?" and many more.

“I’m happy to announce that my last day of physical therapy was Thursday.” Everyone expressed how happy they were for him – including Derek. “Yes. I no longer need the cane for tough days and stairs,” Cameron said proudly. “And I have another piece of good news.” “Which is?” Constance asked with intrigue. She was wearing a fitted azure dress that really flattered her. “My father is engaged to be married,” Cameron revealed proudly. Surprised chatter ensued. “To whom?” Chelsea’s mother asked. “Angela King. My half-brother’s mother,” Cameron answered.

I replied midst of laughter. However, the tone in his voice got me more confused and I became lost in the situation. "I'm not joking Anthony, that is my wife. She is Roseline James!" Sinclair sounds more serious than I could imagine. "What are you talking about Sinclair? Who is your wife? When did you get married without my knowledge? Is this a joke or what? If it is a joke, kindly stop at this moment!" I started feeling irritated by the outcome of the conversation; it was getting more and more annoying.

Cameron takes my hand in his, but I pull out of his grip and shake my head subtly. He frowns in question. “Not yet,” I whisper. I don’t want anyone to know what’s going on between us when I don’t even know what that is myself. He frowns and subtly shakes his head in annoyance. We walk out into the large kitchen and family room area and everyone comes into view. Adrian, Tash, Josh, Jarvis, Nicholas are all there, as well as… oh no… Margaret. Cameron’s mother is sitting on the lounger. I haven’t seen her since she told Cameron about Owen being his son.

"My marriage is none of your business. Jesse, why are you walking with her?" I motioned for Margaret to come with me and prepared to leave. "She helped me, and we're going to eat. As for you, my dear ex-wife, it would be better if you didn't come." Sinead froze at that title. Right then, her phone rang urgently. She picked it up and saw that it was Zachary. In that brief moment, Margaret and I had already gotten into the car and left. Sinead could not catch up even if she wanted to.

"And I think this is the perfect time to tell you a great news." We saw eagerness and curiosity in them. My husband held my hand. He look at me and assure me that everything is fine. "Me and my wife will be having a baby!" He proudly announced. All of them were shocked by the news. "Wait wait Mara your pregnant?" My dad ask to confirm what he heard. I nodded nervously. "Congratulations Mara!" Mommy becca when to me and hug me. Then all of them came to me to hug and congratulate me and Maru.