Patrick Kane Wife Novels & Stories

I exclaimed. "I got everything." Assuring me, he kissed my forehead. "I wanted to ask you something." His tone changed. This is worrying me. What is wrong now? "Would be fine if I look for Camille?" He asked. "There is no need of contacting your ex-wife." I was possessive. But I can't help my insecurities. I know she loves my fiancé. She is a threat to me, to us, to our family. He chuckled. "I am not looking for my ex-wife. I am looking for Kane's widow. She is missing. Her mother is not aware of her location. Camille deserves her right. Kane left his property for his wife."

"My neighbor's cousin is a lawyer, and he says we have a strong case for the missing severance." "Fat lot of good that'll do," Frank muttered. "You can't squeeze money from an empty bank account." The room fell suddenly silent as the side door opened. Collective breathing stopped as Mona Kane walked in, flanked by her assistant and two men carrying briefcases. Her cream-colored suit and confident stride radiated wealth and power, drawing every eye in the room. "That's Kane's wife," Maria whispered, unnecessarily. Everyone knew exactly who she was, the woman who had risen from the ashes of her disastrous first marriage to Samuel Caldwell to become one of the most powerful women in the city.

"Do you have a picture of her? Even though we can't meet yet, I still want to know if my beautiful daughter-in-law looks like what?" Kane comfortably sent Maris a selfie of him and Lani taken earlier. Maris couldn't stop praising how obedient and beautiful Lani looked, truly living up to her status as a famous actress. After a while, Maris remembered something and asked, "Have you informed your father about this?" At the mention of his father, Kane's gaze momentarily turned cold and filled with disdain. He raised his head to look at the white ceiling and replied casually, "Why should I inform him? He's happily living with my stepmother and their beloved son, not interested in my life at all.

"I still don't believe you." "Mom, I know who my wife is. Only my wife has the right to give me a child. No one else does," Kane declared with finality. "Anyone else who claims to be pregnant with my child will be personally escorted by me to get an abortion." Kane’s words were absolute, leaving no room for negotiation. Natalie gave him a suspicious glance, then finally nodded, seemingly satisfied. She then used the excuse of planning the engagement party to send him on his way.

At our baby's one-month celebration, my wife, Emilia Hayes, decides to hold a vote. Anyone who thinks the baby should take my last name votes A. Anyone who thinks the baby should take her first love, Alex Mitchell's, last name votes B. Every relative and friend at the table votes for Alex. And yet, when Emilia's family is at its lowest, I am the one who gives her the money to start her business and helps put her younger brother, Elliot Hayes, through college. Elliot, who used to proudly tell everyone I am part of his family, laughs the loudest. "Ryan has been devoted to Emilia for 15 years. There's no way he'd risk losing his wife and son over a last name." Emilia notices my discomfo

POV: Vivienne Alcott The news anchor's voice filled my living room like background music at a party I had already grown tired of. I turned the volume up anyway. The segment was short. A brief mention buried between a property scandal and a football transfer. Alexander Kane, CEO of Kane Holdings, whose surprise marriage three months ago had generated significant press attention, appeared to have a wife who was no longer making public appearances. Sources close to the couple suggested the arrangement was, quote, evolving.

When the conversation turned to who would stay overnight, every head in the room swiveled back to her. "Julian's a devoted son, obviously, but this is exactly the kind of moment where the wife should step up and stay with her." "Exactly. If she doesn't show up for this, what was the point of raising her into this family at all?" "She's the reason Diane's here in the first place, the least she can do is take responsibility." Diane, propped against her pillows, ate the apple slices Cassandra was feeding her one by one, saying nothing, which the room took as agreement.

Katherine Isobelle is Preston’s sister. They lost both of their parents because of an accident when they were young. Katherine Isobelle was a photographer. She used to work in New Zealand. Katherine Isobelle was married and she has a son. She signed the divorce papers but according to Preston, they are still married, because the divorce didn't push through. She has Belle’s DNA and that means they are the same person. Even after knowing all these facts, Hyacinth still couldn’t fully process everything that happened. A lot doesn't make sense. If it would, no one but her could make sense of it all but until she gets her memory back, it would be impossible.

He saw them in the hallway. He came near them and spoke: We have to tell Lisa everything; she has to know in what condition her mother is, and she must see her because if she does not, I think that she will never forgive you. Patrick came out of Lisa's room. Patrick, how is your wife? She is sleeping. I came out here to see what the noise was about. What is going on? Patrick, they caught Tabitha. - What? Where? When?

"Then who's your boss? I want to talk to them." Cole gave a crooked smile. "Can't do that. But Mr. Dawson, haven't you already met her?" Jared froze. "When?" Unis had been his top client for years. He'd only met a few project leads—never the real owner. Even Cole was a recent face. Cole's smirk sharpened. "Still not getting it? The CEO of Unis... is your soon-to-be ex-wife. Lucia." Silence. Alice laughed first. "Come on, Mr. Carter. Lucia? That broke nobody? She grew up on the streets. No way she owns anything, let alone a company."