All Chapters of HIS SECRET WIFE: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

We decided to have a game night that evening. Since it was just the two of us we settled for checkers because I was horrible at chess yet he still kicked my ass. “Someone is cheating.” I said, glaring at Hendrix as he took a swing at his beer. “Someone is just a sore loser.” He threw back, taking a swing at his beer again. My eyes lay on it, holding my hand out. He stared at my hand before holding the beer bottle out to me. I took it, staring at it then up at him as I brought it up to my mouth. His saliva was probably still there. I wanted to run my tongue around the bottle’s mouth just to taste him but refrained and settled for laying my lips where his were, pushing up. I did not even pay mind to the awful taste as I swallowed. How did they enjoy this? It was like piss.I held the beer back to him and he took it, immediately taking a sip while his eyes held mine. The room seemed to squeeze in, my toes curling. I wanted him so much. It felt like I would die without him. He held the

I was cautious with unknown numbers, so as the phone rang I just stared for the first few rings before deciding to answer and listen. “Bestie’s wife,”“Urgh, I should have followed my instincts and not picked up.” I retorted, rolling my eyes. “Go ahead, ruin my day Ryan.” Ryan chuckled, “Don’t be a twat, I am calling to make nice. Hendrix’s birthday is this weekend, I bet you didn’t even know.” My eyes went wide, yep, I hadn’t known but Ryan did not have to know that. “I know, I am his wife, sucker, now what do you want?” Such a drama queen. “Let’s throw a party for him. Maybe there with the closest people to him. I could invite the other guys.” “Perfect!” I said louder than needed, instantly regretting it. Ryan already had a big ego, he didn’t need it inflated even more. “Okay, we are doing this together. We discuss everything. This is not your time to shine. My idea.” I rolled my eyes and fell back on the bed. I was trying to think of an insult to haul back at him but faile

I stirred the moment Hendrix tried to roll out of bed. I guess he realized his movement had caused much disturbance because my husband froze and stared back at us. His stormy eyes met mine and I could only smile, hoping I did not have any drool marks on my face.“I woke you?” “Thankfully.” I said back, “ Morning,” I added, pushing up to stretch. “Morning, you slept well?” “Yes, you?” He smiled and nodded his head. Together we went to the bathroom. While he brushed his teeth I peed and realized halfway through that this was probably weird. I held my pee and stared up to him but he did not even notice, just brushing his teeth, this being a normalcy to him. I let go of my anxiety and let the pee out. When done I washed my hands and we switched positions. Why was it so sexy to watch and hear him pee. He was only on his briefs, his body breathtaking even from the back. I could just climb him. I drowned my face in cold water to cleanse my brain from such impure thoughts. I pulled my ha

“Physically Blue is healthy and well. I can say for sure that he is not deaf or mute. On top of that he has shown signs of higher intelligence. Blue did exceptionally well in all his tests.” The doctor said after a long minute of intense and devastating silence. My chest tightened even more, relieved, but my emotions had a firm grip on me. “What I can see is that you have both gone through a lot. Babies recognize the people around them with emotions— how they feel around you, how hearing your voice makes them feel. That builds what state they are in when around you. Mothers usually nurture and provide a safe bubble for a baby. Once the mother is around they get comfort.” The doctor explained, staring at me and I could see the sadness as she uttered the words. “Blue is more free when you are not in the room. Your son escapes from you the first chance he gets.” The doctor opened the file and read “The patient shrinks at the sound of his mother.” The doctor closed the file and stared

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.