Shane Mcmahon Wife Novels & Stories

"I want the wedding to be simple, aunt. Maybe a church wedding will do, and... Eli and I would like the wedding to be private. Only our families and close friends are invited-" "You don't want to invite the media to cover the wedding?" asked Sister Ali. "It's for our privacy, sister. We want our fans to remain stuck on the idea that we're still their most loved celebrity couple, without them knowing that Corrine and I have been married." "Let's let them do what they want," Papa said, "because it's their marriage. If they want privacy, let's let them."

Shaun’s legs were crossed, and his demeanor was calm. “Many people have been criticizing me on the Internet lately. To be honest, it doesn’t bother me, and I don’t care how others see me. But yesterday, they began to insult my wife online. This is something I cannot tolerate…” The reporter was startled. “Wife?” “That’s right.” Shaun faced the camera, and his bewitching lips curled up into a smile. “The chairman of Hudson Corporation, Catherine Jones. She’s my wife.”

Lorain thought as she looked at her handsome husband. “Lorain, open the door! I know you’re there! I know everything that happened! Please let me explain!” What did he mean? That he really has a wife in Davao? Lorain angrily asked herself. Lorain took a deep breath and exhaled loudly to calm herself before opening the door. “Go ahead!” she said to Winson and turned away. But Winson didn’t care. “Where’s Shane?” “She’s in her room getting ready for school,” Lorain answered.

"That's right. My husband is Dominic. I don't show up in public that often. It's normal for you to not know me." Sharon's expression changed drastically. "What is going on here? Maya, aren't they your family? Why are they Mia's family? Are there two Ms. Lanes?"

She remembered who the man was now—Shane Morrison, Ian's biggest competitor. In her previous life, she'd never come into direct contact with Shane. But when she'd been in the mental institution, she'd seen him on the news before. At the time, Shane's net worth was almost equivalent to Ian's. The company he'd established had also been second only to Holcomb Corporation. "Mr. Holcomb, there's a woman here who claims to be your wife. She rammed into my car while driving your car. What do you think we should do about this?" Sage was still taking a trip down memory lane when Shane had already called Ian.

"I get it! You used your power to make Harvey abandon his wife and child, right? You're a shameless homewrecker who relies on your connections to force others into submission. Why don't you just disappear?" "She stole someone's husband and broke up a family. How could she cause the innocent child so much suffering? Oh my goodness! Could she have planned to take Ellie's heart during surgery?" "How terrifying! Ellie is so young! This woman has a heart of stone!" All of a sudden, everyone was staring at me with icy glares. I felt like I'd fallen into a bottomless pit. My heart sank to my stomach, and I was stunned into silence. Shane had married Faye under his brother's name back in his hometow

“The footballer, Shane McCartney is getting married this year. LA is his home. So, he will get married here only. His engagement was in the last month’s Vogue. Though, he has just gotten engaged. I don’t know when he plans to marry.” Natalie got thinking. “Fine. Everyone who can, just find the list of people we can get to marry. I mean….. who are set to marry and we will start the war. Let’s start with Shane. Good luck, everyone.” Natalie had finally bought a car and she pressed the button on the fob for her BMW. Her mind was occupied by everything at work. She picked up Chinese on her way home, and arrived at her place. After changing and freshening up, she sat down in front of the televisi

He placed the phone to his ear, praying he had the courage to tell his wife what was happening. "Who's this?" She asked. "It's me, honey. I have to tell you something." "What?" Her voice sounded dire. Can I go on? "It's about Ema, She fell unconscious..." "What!" His wife's voice rang repeatedly in his ear, "What happened to her?" "The doctor said she has a brain lesion apparently from her accident and it might be healing so—" "So what?" "Her memories are coming back." "What? No! We'll lose her." She was hysterical.

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.”

Maya finally mustered enough courage to flip the file open. A gasp left her lips at the first page where different photos were displayed. In all of the images, only two people appeared in them. A male and a female. She recognized the male to be her husband Cameron, and the lady was not a stranger to her either. “Shelly” She mouthed in disbelief. Her eyes turning red as the seconds ticked by. “At bars, hotels, clubhouses and so many more. Your beloved husband has been enjoying his life outside your marriage with your own cousin sister. How does that make you feel right now? I can still take you to him if you want”