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121. HE DOESN’T HATE ME AFTER ALL

Author: Tema G.M
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-26 14:01:23

We spent three more hours in the restaurant.

At a point Blue had eaten all he could and drank so much apple juice I was afraid he would vomit in his sleep. He was coddled to my chest, dead asleep. Ryan had been asking Hendrix for them to leave to some club but Hendrix did not seem interested at all.

“Time to go,” Hendrix said and I forced myself to not sigh in relief. My arms felt like solid blocks of cement for holding Blue for so long. I sat for a second longer, not wanting to seem eager to get out of there.

“Come wife,” I bit my lower lip to not laugh, Hendrix was sloshed. He pulled my chair back, still considerate in his drunken state.

“Thank you,” I whispered out, standing, and readjusted Blue in my arms.

“We can still go to…” Ryan chirped in but was cut by Hendrix.

“No, I am going home with my wife.” He blurted out then hung his arm around my shoulders. I stumbled back, my legs nearly giving out but I broke my fall and pushed up straight. Hendrix’s weight was heavy, he wa
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  • HIS SECRET WIFE   122. I WON’T LET GO

    “Thank you for making my birthday special.” I was already shaking my head before he even finished his sentence. “I ruined it, I messed everything up. I didn’t get anything right.” I rumbled out, shame overtaking all the feelings I was suddenly feeling, washing over me like a cold bucket of water. “You made it special.” Hendrix whispered out in his new seductive voice crafted by God himself but even it wasn’t enough to make me forget the disaster that happened. I shook my head, staring down to his chest. Wet lips kissed my forehead, having an even bigger bolt of pleasure strike me so unexpectedly I jumped back but Hendrix only tightened his hold on me. “You were there, that is all that matters, plus because of you I now wont share my cake.” I chuckled out, so unexpected for him to say that. I was forced to stare up to make sure an alien hadn’t taken over his body. “See, that smile I love.” He whispered out, kissing my right cheek then left. Oohh God, did he know what he was doi

  • HIS SECRET WIFE   121. HE DOESN’T HATE ME AFTER ALL

    We spent three more hours in the restaurant. At a point Blue had eaten all he could and drank so much apple juice I was afraid he would vomit in his sleep. He was coddled to my chest, dead asleep. Ryan had been asking Hendrix for them to leave to some club but Hendrix did not seem interested at all. “Time to go,” Hendrix said and I forced myself to not sigh in relief. My arms felt like solid blocks of cement for holding Blue for so long. I sat for a second longer, not wanting to seem eager to get out of there. “Come wife,” I bit my lower lip to not laugh, Hendrix was sloshed. He pulled my chair back, still considerate in his drunken state. “Thank you,” I whispered out, standing, and readjusted Blue in my arms. “We can still go to…” Ryan chirped in but was cut by Hendrix. “No, I am going home with my wife.” He blurted out then hung his arm around my shoulders. I stumbled back, my legs nearly giving out but I broke my fall and pushed up straight. Hendrix’s weight was heavy, he wa

  • HIS SECRET WIFE   120. DISAPPOINTMENT

    The best I could do was Hendrix’s large blazer and put a belt mid waist. It did not take away that I was wearing an oversized blazer which was clearly not mine. Luckily, I had carried a pair of heels when I packed from home.The situation felt like throwing myself on a spike as I walked into the restaurant. It was fully closed with just our table. Everyone seemed to be having a good time, talking, laughing, and drinking. Ryan was the life of the party as always. They even managed to get another cake, the one I ordered sitting in the fridge. I was a black cloud and felt as if I would spoil the night even more. Hendrix did not deserve this. His birthday should have been perfect, his party should have been exactly as he would have liked it, at home, intimate, with his close friends as Ryan wanted but I ruined it. Heads turned as I approached. I wanted to shrink away so they couldn’t see me but I walked on for Hendrix. Blue was having the time of his life in his baby chair. There was

  • HIS SECRET WIFE   119. OCEANS APART

    Hendrix woke up and left with Blue. My husband did not trust me with my son anymore. I texted Ryan and asked him to check where Hendrix was. Ryan: He is here, get the party ready, I will make sure we come when it’s party time. Setting up for the party got me busy and helped to get my mind occupied with something else. My eyes burned as if acid had been poured on them and the dark under eyes were starting to show. I put eye drops and got on with my day. The decor team arrived and I helped them set up. The drinks arrived, I helped them too. I was just everywhere. Soon, the living and dining room were unrecognizable. It was gorgeous. The theme was black and gold, classic. Music was playing, Ryan had sent me a playlist of Hendrix’s favorite songs and they were on repeat. A few guests began arriving and I was still in my leggings. “Hi guys, sorry, I have been so busy, I lost track of time. Please make yourselves at home. I am going to make myself presentable.” I said and quickly ra

  • HIS SECRET WIFE   118. A SILENT DEATH

    When everything is just happening all at once and you do not know what to do, what to say, or even think. I found myself picking up the same thing over and over as I cooked. I found myself asking what I had already put in and what I hadn’t. When I finally tasted the steaks, they were inedible. The thought to call Hendrix and ask him to bring dinner was quickly pushed off. Ryan’s words came back to haunt me. I knew Hendrix had sacrificed a lot but how much was a lot? I had a feeling it was more than I could even imagine. It was eating me alive, like acid on my heart. I knew I could never repay him, it wasn’t something I could repay. I picked up my phone and Blue, walked out to get some take out before Hendrix got home and found no dinner. I needed to be useful in something. I realized when I was standing in the street that I hadn’t called an uber. I went back to the house and walked out when the car had arrived. It was when I had to pay for my uber that I realized I had left my purse.

  • HIS SECRET WIFE   117. THE UNRAVELING

    Ryan: You are not here to play house with my best friend, we have a party to planThe message from Ryan was the reason I found myself walking in a restaurant, Blue in my arms, pretending as if everything was fine. I was even able to slap a fake smile on my face when I saw Ryan. Ofcourse he had reserved the whole floor of the restaurant. The guards were in every corner. He probably owned the restaurant itself. In a table next to him were different pieces of cake displayed. It seemed excessive really but I was not going to rain on his parade. “Finally, look, I know it’s nice to have him all to yourself but we have a party to plan and I don't have all day.” Ryan said dramatically when he saw me, shutting his laptop. An assistant rushed to take the laptop away. “Jealous, are we?” It was the first words I had uttered since the previous day in the hospital. Things were intense in the apartment with Hendrix. I had pretended to be asleep when they came in for the night and pretended to be a

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