Patrick Kane Wife Novels & Stories

The girl asked squeezing her face once more in confusion “My name is Katherine, Katherine McDonald, and I am the wife of Adam, the first son of the McDonald’s family, and this right here is Christabel. She is the wife of Andre McDonald, the second son of the McDonald family.” Katherine started, introducing us so she knows who it was she was taking to “Andre, the one who killed my family? Why would I want to talk to any of you? How did you even find me?” She said, instantly becoming angry. Her facial expressions changed rapidly, from anger to shock and then anger again. I could see a little bit of pain in her eyes too

Big King POV I laugh slightly; she's worried over Kian's mum. How is that possible? Of all the people for her to be worried over now it's Kian's mum. I want to call her delusional but I know that won't go down well at all, so I decide to reassure her. "Her name is Kate, and she would visit clubs, ride bikes, and do other things. It wasn't serious, but she got pregnant. As soon as she did, she gave up on the clubs and left. She has a husband and everything."

Kane has moved on, and so should I. The question is will I be able to move on after seeing his fiance and their baby?

Adrian came down next to me, a huge grin on his face as the paparazzi took pictures rapidly of the both of us. “Mr. Kane, congratulations on winning the match tonight, does that mean this would be the year the Kane City Bulls qualify for the National Championships?”a reporter shouted, pushing her microphone to his face. I looked up at him, wanting to see how he behaved in public. “Yes, I assure you,” Adrian said sweetly, “This is the year the whole country hears about the Kane City Bulls.” Another report fires off another question. “Mr. Kane, who is the beautiful lady by your side?” Adrian smiled down at me. “This is my beautiful wife, Sophie.”

“We’re not ruling her out just yet. We’ve sent out an APB across the country with her information. If she left the country in the last six weeks, we’ll get a hit and track her down immediately.” “That sounds promising.” “Hopefully, something will turn up soon. How is your wife?” Kane sighed. “I don’t know how to describe her. She’s neither dead nor alive. It’s almost as if she lost both children even though the other one is still with us.” “I can imagine…” “She’s grieving as if Tiara is dead. It’s as if she’s lost hope.” “I understand. I personally find it frustrating that we haven’t found your daughter yet. I still have that gnawing feeling as if we’re missing something.”

“Isn’t that right, Nana?” The tension in the air thickens as all eyes turn to Kane’s wife. Nana sighs, suddenly looking tired. “No, he hasn’t,” she mutters, gaze fixed on her own reflection in the water. “Not necessarily.” “And he doesn’t have to explicitly say it,” Christana adds with a casual shrug that seems too studied to be natural. “He called her Mrs. Mustafin.” Her eyes flick between Sophia and me, a hint of satisfaction in her voice. “As far as we’re concerned, at least within the walls of this house, they’re married.”

he asked, hands in his pocket. My stomach twisted. “What truth?” I asked again, trying to push words from his mouth. But Karina remains nonchalant. “This guy…” He pointed at Kieran. “…is married to Jane Benson.” “Married?” I asked, I felt the ground shift under my feet. I turn slowly towards Kieran “Is that true…?” I asked my voice trembled Kieran remains quiet. His silence was enough for an answer. My heart raced fast; my revenge plan had turned into something bigger. Benson is among the top influencers in the world.

"W-Well, you don't know him like I do, okay?" "Okay, ya'll are both pining for the same person, argue somewhere else," Karen said rolling her eyes, while the two glared at each other. "You need to get your bitchy ass wife back. If the media wasn't on my father's back, I'd be ending her-" "You wouldn't dare," "Try me," Karen smiled cynically. "If you think that I care about that bitch, you have another thinking coming. You see what she did to my face?"

he let out a small laugh and stopped when he noticed the disappointment on her face. “I don’t understand,” She whimpered. “Go inside, freshen up and rest a bit. When it’s dinner time I’ll explain everything to you” he rubbed her arm and left. “Ma’am” a lady dressed in black came. “I’ll help you with that” “Who’re you?” “I’m Anita, your personal attendant, ma’am” She replied. * * * Apparently, the only reason she was married to this gorgeous man was for the growth and stability of his and her father’s company. Her attendant had told her everything while she helped her sort herself out.

Just as I was about to twist the door knob, I heard her voice. “Wait," she whispered calmly. I turned around and looked at her. "...you're Killian’s wife... aren't you?" she asked raising her head to meet my gaze. I clenched my jaw as burning in my throat returned. My chest tightened with awful reality as I nodded. “…I am…." She smiled deliberately. "And you are?" I asked curiously. She opened her mouth and then closed it. She seemed hesitant for a second before she answered. “I... a….” she whispered as age stared at the window. “I knew his mother..." she looked at me. "My name is Rachel.”