Stephanie walked into her office and put her stuff down. As she flicked on the light, she saw her husband sitting on her chair.
"Hunt, Hunter what are you doing here?" asked Steph, feeling very confused.
"Can't a husband come see his wife? But apparently, a wife can go around kissing other men. That's right Steph, I saw everything," laughed Hunter.
"What are you talking about? Whom did I kiss?" asked Stephanie, knowing now that he had seen her kissing John, in the divas locker room.
"Don't lie to me, Stephanie Marie McMahon," said Hunter, turning the chair around. "I know about your little affair. Just answer me this, why? What did I do to you as a husband that would possess you to do this to me? Do you not love me anymore?" asked Hunter, almost breaking into tears.
"Hunter, I do love you. And sometimes you're not always here. And sometimes, I need someone, and that's when John helps me," cried Stephanie.
"Yeah, I see just how he helps you, Steph I cannot believe you would do this to me," cried Hunter, tears streaming down his face, he didn't look up at Stephanie, just kept looking down at the ground.
"I'm sorry, Hunter, but me and you hardly ever see each other, you go to work Sunday morning and come home Tuesday night. Then I go to work Wednesday morning and come home Friday morning. That's only Saturday I see you. That's once a week. And I can't do it anymore, Hunter, I'm sorry, but I want to be able to see my husband all the time," said Stephanie, walking over to Hunter and sitting on his lap.
"Steph, get off of me. I want a divorce, sign the papers then send them to my lawyer, I'll see you later, Steph" said Hunter, getting up.
"What? Divorce papers? Really Hunter? You want a divorce?" screamed Stephanie, crying.
"Yes, Stephanie. I no longer want to be married to you. You're a spoiled brat who thinks just because she's rich she can do whatever she wants. Including cheating on her husband, and quite frankly, I'm sick of it, goodbye Steph," sighed Hunter, walking out the door.
Stephanie sat on her floor, crying. She couldn't believe the love of her life, her soul mate, could do this to her. As she sat crying, John walked in, along with Torrie Wilson.
"Steph, what happened? We just saw Hunter come out of here and he gave me a pretty mean look," asked John, running over to Steph.
"He, He wants a divorce, John. He never wants to talk to me again," screamed Stephanie.
"Oh my god, Steph, why? What did he say?" asked Torrie, not knowing about the little kiss the two had shared in the locker room.
"Umm...you tell her John" said Stephanie, getting up and drinking some water that was on her desk.
While John sat Torrie down and told her everything that was going on between himself and Stephanie, Randy and Nadia had just finished eating their dinner.
"Nadia, look let me just say this right now," said Randy. "I like you, I like you a lot. I like you so much, I wanna go out with you, so I'd like to ask you right now, if you'd like to dance, and maybe consider this a date?" asked Randy, as his heart sunk.
"Wow, you're asking me out? Sure I'd love to dance and yes, of course I'll go out with you," laughed Nadia.
"Great, well then, may I have this dance?" asked Randy, standing up and holding out his hand.
"Of course," laughed Nadia, taking his hand and walking over to the dance floor.
As Randy and Nadia swayed to the music, they didn't notice a familiar female face staring at them. They were having too much fun dancing together, to pay any attention to the feminine voice in Randy's ear.
"Mind if I cut in, Nadia?" asked the woman.
"Umm.you already did," replied Nadia, getting a bit annoyed.
"Thanks, didn't think you'd mind," she snickered, "Your girlfriend is cute, Randy, maybe you should tell her about our little night in Vegas," laughed the brunette.
"Shut up, Dawn. That was a mistake, you know it and I know it, plus that has nothing to do with Nadia so why would she care?" exclaimed Randy, feeling uneasy because he knew if Nadia knew about that night she would know he was a player.
"Umm...excuse me, u bimbo. But this is my date," said Nadia, budging in front of a very annoyed, Dawn Marie.
"Get out of here, Dawn. Nobody wants you here," exclaimed Randy, pointing towards the door.
"You wanted me in Vegas, remember?" whispered Dawn; loud enough so Nadia could hear.
"What? What happened? What did you two do? Randy..." said Nadia, letting go of Randy's arms and looking at him straight in the eye.
"Nothing, nothing happened. Just Dawn being the slut that she is," Randy assured Nadia.
"Really Randy? And what about you? Being the player that you always have been and always will be," laughed Dawn.
"I am not a player, we got drunk and did something very stupid, that I regret to this day," Randy replied, through his teeth.
"Yeah, well your daughter doesn't regret it," called Dawn, walking away with a smile on her face.
"You, you have a daughter? With that slut?" asked Nadia.
"Yes, unfortunately I do. She's let's see, six years old now. I had her when I was 19 and very stupid," said Randy, not looking at Nadia.
"Oh, ok...so why after six years is Dawn still after you?" asked Nadia.
"Umm...I think it's because she wants me to pay child support but I proposed to her six years ago in Vegas, and she said no, so I said fine I'm not paying for it then, and she's still not accepted it," replied Randy.
"Ok, well whatever, I don't care, it's way in the past," Nadia brushed it off.
"You sure? You sure your ok with this?" asked Randy, taking her hand and bringing her to their table.
"Yes, I'm fine. It has nothing to do with me so it's not a problem for me," replied Nadia.
"Alright, if you say so," said Randy, "So do you wanna get outta here?" asked Randy.
"Yeah," replied Nadia, picking up her purse and holding Randy's hand.
"By the way, Nadia you looked beautiful tonight," exclaimed Randy, when they were in the car.
"Thanks, Randy, you look very handsome too," laughed Nadia, looking at Randy's perfectly toned chest that was shown underneath his dark silk blue dress shirt.
"Thanks!" exclaimed Randy, doing his best impression of Hulk Hogan.
"Easy playa," laughed Nadia.
As they laughed they looked at each other. Randy asked Nadia if she would consider going out with him a few more times and she gladly accepted. Back at the arena, Stephanie and John were sitting on the sofa together. He had his arms around her while she just cried. She couldn't believe that Hunter would consider a divorce. This just didn't seem like him. But it was still true; she had cheated on him several times with John. But what could she do? She was a red-blooded woman! She couldn't sit around and wait for her husband all the time. He was hardly ever there, and how did she know he wasn't cheating on her? She had seen him and Trish getting close numerous times. Oh well, there's nothing she could do now except sign the papers.