Actress Candice Patton and retired NBA player J.R. Smith have just welcomed a baby boy. However, there’s some drama, as Smith is still married to his wife, Shirley “Jewel” Smith, who is the mother of his two daughters.
Candice shared the happy news on social media on Friday, Sept. 27, around 4 p.m. She posted a series of pictures and a video showing the baby’s feet, with both parents’ hands touching him. The tattoos on the father’s arms gave away that J.R. Smith was the dad.
J.R. Smith reportedly welcomed his first son with actress Candice Patton despite still being married. (Photos by Rich Schultz/Getty Images; @candicepatton/Instagram)
Candice Patton wrote in her post, “Son in Virgo. Born at home. Heart now beats outside of my chest. In love forevermore.” She didn’t say exactly when the baby was born, but it seems he was born in the last month.
A gossip site shared her post, including a picture that showed J.R. Smith’s tattoos. People’s comments on the post were a mix of congratulations and surprise.
People had a lot to say about Candice Patton and J.R. Smith’s baby news. One person wrote, “That’s not his wife?!” while another said, “Awww, he finally got his boy! But I thought he was back with his wife?”
One commenter reminded everyone, “Lmaooo I loved her down, but didn’t you say a few years ago you were going to pray for JR Smith’s wife after she accused you of having an affair? This is interesting.”
Others pointed out that Smith has been accused of cheating before. One person said, “He’s been cheating on his wife for years, starting with Tahiry Jose.”
Some people remembered when his wife called them out for having an affair. Another commenter asked, “Didn’t he have a problem with one of his kids being sick? Now he’s having more kids?”
One person even said, “The way he treated his wife, especially after her last difficult pregnancy, he won’t prosper.”
Five years ago, Smith’s wife, Jewel, publicly talked about the affair on Instagram Live and asked for divine help.
Jewel Smith, J.R. Smith’s wife, shared a video on Instagram where she said she felt like God was guiding her to pray for her husband and Candice Patton, who were rumored to be involved. She prayed for J.R., asking God to help him and fix anything that was wrong with him. She also prayed for Candice, asking God to give her mercy for seeking a married man.
At the time, neither J.R. nor Candice confirmed or denied the relationship. But J.R. made a post on Instagram in December 2019, saying he and his wife had been separated for months. He added that Instagram wasn’t the right place for relationship updates.
Rumors about J.R. and Candice being together started after they were seen at a Halloween party in October 2019. A photo of them together was even posted by “Riverdale” star Vanessa Morgan.
Although J.R. said he and his wife were separated, they seemed to get back together briefly in January 2020 to celebrate one of their daughters’ birthdays.
Later in 2020, Jewel posted some photos on Instagram, and J.R. liked them, which led people to wonder if they were getting back together. However, if they did reconcile, it didn’t last long.
In 2022, J.R.’s daughter’s Instagram page wished him a Happy Father’s Day, and more recently, the account posted a message for his birthday on September 9, 2023.
J.R. now has four children. He’s currently a senior at North Carolina A&T and plays on the school’s golf team. He and Jewel have two daughters, Dakota (7) and Denver (4). J.R. also has a 15-year-old daughter, Demi, from a previous relationship, and Jewel has a daughter named Peyton from a relationship before she married J.R.
I Asked to Be Cut from My Parents’ Will after Overhearing My Brothers’ Conversation
When Elena’s parents decided to leave her the family home, she expected her brothers to share in the joy. Instead, their hidden resentment leads to a revelation that changes everything. Will her decision to reject her inheritance heal old wounds or create new ones?
Growing up as the youngest and the only daughter in a tight-knit family had its perks and its challenges. But mostly, I felt cherished, surrounded by my parents and two protective older brothers, Kyle and Dean.
It was the kind of childhood you’d think was straight out of a feel-good movie—complete with raucous holiday gatherings, summer barbecues in our backyard, and the kind of parents who never missed a school play or a soccer game.
Last weekend was no different in its familial warmth, or so I thought as we gathered around the dining table, the familiar scents of mom’s cooking mingling with the soft murmur of catch-up conversations.
Our parents, though noticeably grayer and more deliberate in their movements, were as spirited as ever, their eyes twinkling with a kind of excitement you’d associate with kids planning a secret clubhouse meeting.
As we settled into the comfortable rhythm of passing dishes and sharing updates, Mom and Dad exchanged a glance—a silent nod that seemed to signal it was time for the ‘main event’ of the evening.
Clearing his throat, Dad announced, “We’ve been thinking a lot about the future, especially about this house, which has been a home to so many memories for us.”
Mom took over with a voice both soft and resolute, “We’ve decided that we want Elena to have the house in our will.”
The words landed on the table with a weight I hadn’t anticipated, stirring a mixture of surprise and gratitude in me. “Really?” was all I managed, my voice a mix of shock and a burgeoning sense of responsibility.
That’s when I noticed it—the poker faces on Kyle and Dean. As our parents continued discussing the details, my brothers clapped mechanically, their smiles not quite reaching their eyes.
Something in their expressions hinted at a private joke or a shared concern, hidden just beneath the surface of their orchestrated calm.
Trying to shake off a growing unease, I nodded and thanked my parents, though the look in my brothers’ eyes—hinting at something hidden—stayed with me.
After everyone had said their goodnights and the house quieted down, the small twinge of unease I felt earlier began to settle into the pit of my stomach.
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