Stephanie Mcmahon Husband Novels & Stories

“I’m alright, but something happened.” Taking a deep breath, his Mother Xu began to speak, her voice filled with a mix of worry and affection. She delicately informed him that her husband, his father-in-law, had fallen ill. Her words were laced with the gravity of the situation, each syllable carefully chosen to convey the severity of the news without causing unnecessary alarm. She described how her husband had been experiencing a decline in his health over the past few days, with his condition steadily worsening. Her voice quivered slightly as she shared the details, emphasizing the need for immediate attention and medical intervention.

Cuddling together, the duo fell asleep. ****** "It's your husband," Stephanie's voice exuded arrogance. Maddie raised an eyebrow. "It's my husband what?" she asked. Even as she sat across Stephanie in the breakfast cafe they were in, she was still asking herself why she had come in here with this crazy girl… Stephanie smirked before going on to say, "The man responsible for your abduction and rape is your husband Jake Conat." With an hissing sound, Maddie stood up. "I really do not have time for this," she reached for her bag and made to leave but Stephanie's next words compelled her to halt, and then turn.

"Mr. Stone, my name is Ashley. Ashley Brown" But it was very painful that he does not remember her even after what they shared that evening which later produced Alex, her handsome son. The thought of Alex brought calmness to Ashleys disturbed mind. She felt she can understand his plight since she left him in a very unreasonable manner that belittles his dignity as a man. The thought of Alex brought calmness to Ashleys disturbed mind. "Five years ago, I got the marriage certificate with you at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Do you remember?"

Her family had hastily arranged her marriage to Daniel because they needed to cover up the scandal, and he needed their funds. “And Daniel had no idea?” I asked. “None at all. Also…” Robert pulled out a finance report next. “The Hudson Fund has been expanding these past few years solely thanks to the Winstons’ financial support. If this news is made public…” I closed the file with a cold smirk. Poor Daniel, he raised someone else’s children and killed his own. Serves him right! Robert passed me another file. “Here’s another interesting finding. Victoria got an abortion at a private clinic sometime during her marriage to Daniel.”

“Complicated how?” He hesitates. “Emily. My secretary. She’s pregnant.” “How did that happen?” Ryan chuckles. “Is that a trick question?” “No. I’m asking how things progressed to that point.” Ryan rubs the back of his neck. “Julie—my wife—and I… we agreed to an open marriage. It was supposed to fix things, you know? She was distant, and I thought… maybe we needed something new. Something different. But the second I brought Emily home, Julie lost her mind. She went ballistic.”

He had a small smile on his face, but it looked forced. "Uncle, we love each other so much, we couldn't bear to wait any longer and got married." "You know young people nowadays. Their way of doing things is all different from us old people," his father said in his defense. He was very happy, and it was clearly showing on his face. Carson had already introduced everybody to Sophie, and it was now time for him to introduce the tall lady, whom she assumed was his sister. "Finally, this is my childhood friend, Stephanie McMahon. Stephanie, meet my wife Sophie."

"I'm just a little distracted, that's all—” Before she could finish talking, the front door swung open and in walked Adrian Cross, my husband. He had his tie hung lazily around his neck and his phone pressed against his ear. He didn't seem to notice us at first, his gaze fixed on the stairs and he folded the sleeves of his shirt. “Call the press and tell them about the interview tomorrow,” he said into the phone. “No, don't move until I tell you to." He was already halfway up the stairs when he turned to the kitchen. His gaze met mine briefly–cold, detached. He was about to turn back to the stairs when his eyes landed on Mia.

"I raised you to study, not to let you learn your mother's habit of seducing men. That woman is dead but the dirty blood is still flowing in your body. You make me very disappointed." Aretha was hit very hard by Oscar. She staggered backward, the corner of her lip-biting so hard that it bled. Blood stains appeared on her weak white face at the corners of her lips, which further enhanced the beauty of Aretha's face. "My mother died without closing her eyes. She did not want to let a beast like you live in this world. My mother was your official wife, but you forced my mother to commit suicide so that you could marry Daria. I am your daughter, and now I have been turned into a stepchild. Do yo

On a rare shopping day with Candice and Steph, the three of us end up at a sports bar for lunch so we can catch up on family gossip, mostly about Steph's new man, and see a few sports highlights. The new man in question is an attorney and Steph blushes whenever Candice brings him up. "She gets those mushy 'I want you' eyes like my brother does with you," she tells me to tease Steph. "I do not," Steph says on a strangled laugh. The three of us are laughing when Aiden's picture flashes across the screen and my not-so-favorite sportscaster cuts in. Mike Goodwyn is in rare form. "The Pronghorns' favorite little kicker won't be happy that her boyfriend is moving to Arizona and taking the recently

I barked. She didn’t flinch, just stared at me with a look that I didn’t understand and smiled, “Isn’t that funny,” she muttered under her breath. “What?” I hissed. “Ruining your image? But you didn’t care about that when you married the woman that killed your wife,” she paused, tapping her chin. “No, you also didn’t care about what would happen when you decided to start sleeping with your supposed stepson’s wife!” “Monica….”