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Chapter 19
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MY HUSBAND'S HIDDEN TRUTH Chapter 20
Leander's POVI’ve been standing in the alley behind the old market for twenty minutes, watching the crowd move like water through the narrow streets. The air smells like fried fish, fresh bread, and the sharp scent of spices from the stall at the corner—Quinn used to love coming here with me, back when we thought every day could be this simple. We’d spend hours walking from stall to stall, her hands full of fabric swatches and sketches, mine carrying bags of food she’d insist on buying for the workers at the factory. “They make everything we sell,” she’d say, handing me a bag of warm samosas. “The least we can do is make sure they eat well.”I came here today because Wren said Quinn might be stopping by the weaver’s stall—“She’s looking for new fabric for the collection,” she’d told me yesterday. “Maybe you could talk to her, just say hello.” But now that I’m here, hidden in the shadows, watching her laugh at something the man next to her says, I can’t move. My feet feel like they’re
MY HUSBAND'S HIDDEN TRUTH Chapter 19
Wren's POVThe bell above the door of my family’s old fabric shop jingles as I push my way inside, and the familiar smell hits me dust, wool, and the faint sweetness of dried lavender my great-grandma used to keep in jars on every shelf. The shop has been closed for fifteen years, but I still come here at least once a week. It’s the only place where I can think straight, where the weight of what I’m doing doesn’t feel quite so heavy.I run my hand over a bolt of dark green wool my great-grandpa William bought this the year before Elias Ivanov pushed him out of the company. “Good fabric lasts forever, Wren,” he used to tell me when I was little, letting me sit on his lap while he cut cloth for customers. “Just like good work you have to put your whole heart into it if you want it to mean something.” I wonder what he’d think if he knew what I’m doing now using the same care he taught me to weave a web of half-truths and good intentions, all to get what I want.I pull out a small wooden
MY HUSBAND'S HIDDEN TRUTH Chapter 18
Lincoln's POV The alarm on my phone goes off at five thirty, but I was already awake. I’ve never been a heavy sleeper—not since I was a kid, when my grandma would wake me up before dawn to help her bake bread for the shop she ran. She’d say, “The best work gets done when the world is still quiet, Lincoln. That’s when your mind is clear.” I’ve lived by that ever since.I swung my legs out of bed and pull on jeans and a gray hoodie, my go-to for early mornings. I pad down the hall to the kitchen, pour myself a cup of dark roast, and look out the window at the garden. In a few minutes, I’ll head over to the villa to check on Quinn—she moved in yesterday, and I want to make sure she slept well.I’ve been thinking about her a lot since the day I almost hit her by the river. Not just as a designer I want to work with, but as a person. There’s something about the way she carries herself, quiet strength, like she’s been through hell but refuses to let it break her. It reminds me of my gran
MY HUSBAND'S HIDDEN TRUTH Chapter 17
The morning sun streams through the hospital window, it feels warm on my face. I woke up early, took a bath and prepared my staffs I have not been able to sleep much because of a little bit of excitement. I hold the photo of my mom for a minute, running my thumb over her smile. “We’re leaving today, Mom,” I whispered. “We’re starting over.”A knock comes at the door, Lincoln is already here. He walks in with a coffee in one hand and a small paper bag in the other. He is wearing jeans and a soft blue shirt – he looks more like a friend than a company owner.“Good morning, Quinn,” he brightly said, handing me the coffee. “I brought you your favorite, black with just a little honey.”"How did you know it's my favorite coffee?" My eyebrows frowned. As what I have remembered, I didn't mention the flavor of the coffee I want."Connections?" He said unsurely and it makes me laugh a little bit. "Thank you." He helps me pack the last few things, then picks up my bag and holds out his arm fo
MY HUSBAND'S HIDDEN TRUTH Chapter 16
Quinn's POV The hospital room smells like clean sheets and medicine so I asked my new friend Lincoln to bring some air freshener. The walls are white and plain, but I pasted a photo of my mother on the wall next to my bed, she is smiling, holding a bouquet of white lilies, it's her favorite, and mine too.I sit up slow, careful not to pull on the IV line in my arm. Dr. Reyes said I can go home tomorrow and the baby is stable now, and my body is healing. But 'home' does not feel like a real place anymore. My apartment is small and quiet, and every corner reminds me of Leander. I have been thinking about finding a new place, but I do not have the energy to look for some yet. I heard a knock on the door, it was gentle, like whoever is there does not want to startle me. I said “come in,” and Lincoln walks in. He is holding a big bouquet of white lilies in one hand and a small pot in the other. His face lights up when he sees me.“Quinn!” he said smiling, walking over to my bed. “How ar
MY HUSBAND'S HIDDEN TRUTH Chapter 15
Quinn’s POV I walked out of the hotel and my legs feel like they are made of paper. I can’t believe what I just saw. I am so thankful for Maya who has seen Leander going into that hotel. That night, she told me not to be surprised because she saw my husband going somewhere so I ordered her to follow him secretly, my trust isn't fully coming back yet. Then after twenty minutes I received a call from her. "He entered in a luxury hotel near the office, he seemed drunked, did you two fight again?" She asked me, he didn't tell me he was meeting with someone at the hotel. "No, I went home after the press conference and he stayed at the office. Maybe he just drink to ease the anxiety he is feeling right now," I heared a sigh on the line."Alright, I'll keep you updated." She said, I nodded. She ended the call.Out of my curiosity, I drove my car and went to that luxury hotel Maya told me. The hotel confirmed that a Mr. Ivanov was there, I told them I was her wife so they gave me the roo
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