All Chapters of His Second Husband : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Silas’s povOn our way back from the trip we had gone to, I leaned back in my luxurious plush chair as I looked to my left to see Julian was asleep.I couldn’t believe that I would be building a family with him. It felt like such a dream. Like, a few weeks ago, I was looking for companionship. I was all alone. And now I’m here with him. Yes, we had met in the most unorthodox of ways, but it felt good to actually have somebody in your corner. To have someone you can actually talk to. To have someone you can feel things with.And Julian was that person. He gave me so much happiness and love to know that I had him to thank for this.All that period I had been on my own, only thinking of Emery. All that time wasted, blaming myself for something that happened in the past, when I could be living my life.In just a week of vacation… okay, maybe it wasn’t up to a week… but in these few days that we had spent in another country, it opened my eyes to a lot of things. I got to see different cult

Silas’s povI stood in my office for a very long time. I had no idea what I was going to do or what would happen now. Was I going to confront Julian for his actions, or would I let it slide?I didn’t know what I was going to choose. I knew one thing, though… if I didn’t do something, nothing would change. My money would keep going missing, and I would keep protecting Julian even when I knew he was the culprit. All fingers pointed to him. There was no way I would have sent all that money out of my account.But if I met up with him and asked him why he was sending that money, it could turn into an argument, and I wasn’t ready for one. Still, I had to get to the bottom of this somehow.I looked at my phone and thought of calling him. But no… that would just make matters worse.Before I could put my phone away, it rang. I looked at it. Julian was calling.I inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly before picking it up.“Hey, bae,” I said.“What’s with the bland tone? You don’t sound happy. Was t

Silas’s povThat night, while I was watching a movie on the large flat screen in the living room, I heard a noise in the background. I turned around to look up the grand stairs but didn’t see anyone. I wondered who could be making all that ruckus.I muted the TV to have a clear listen of what was happening before hearing more sounds and getting to my feet, I was going to get to the bottom of this.I walked up the stairs and headed to my room as I heard someone whispering over the call. I leaned in closer and got a clearer sound of his voice on the phone.“I know. I just need to get this. It’s going to be done very soon,” I heard him say. “He doesn’t have to know. He doesn’t need to know. Just get this done soon and everything is going to work out the way we both expected it to.”Now, I was suspicious of Julian, what was he planning? Who was he talking to?I opened the door even wider and got in.“Babe?” I asked.He turned to me from the window, his eyes wide and the phone still in his

Silas’s povThe next few days went by pretty quickly as I went about going to work, coming back to a loving Julian, and sometimes I would hear him while I was in the shower making calls to random people. During midnight, I would go through his phone to find out that the people he was calling were unknown numbers, and the messages that I would catch him sending to people had been deleted and there would be nowhere to be found in his phone. I could tell he was hiding something from me. It was making me crazy.Sometimes I would want to ask him, but it would hit me that this was going to end up into a big fight.Today we were going to the adoption center after we had been postponing it for a very long time due to my mental state, but now we were here. We were going through the list of baby pictures that was put before us.“Oh my god, babe, this one is so cute,” Julian said to me, but I didn’t listen to him as his voice was muffled in my head. I kept staring into space.“Silas? Silas,” h

Silas’s pov“What the hell is this?” I asked Nathan, looking at the document in my hands, then looking up at him as he shrugged.“The thing he didn’t want found out.”I shook my head. “No. This is wrong. This is impossible. Julian would never kill Emery. Julian didn’t even know who Emery was. So why would you think Julian would have anything to do with Emery’s death? Emery died years ago. Julian must have been, what, a teenager?”I took a deep breath and looked away from him, watching a couple passing by an orchard. I then looked back at Nathan.“Is this… ugh… oh god… is this what your spies do? Frame people? Maybe this is why they have a hundred percent rate of success.”“Maybe instead of blaming my spies for something that didn’t happen, maybe you should put the blame on the real people that matter. For example, Julian. This is all him. Are you going to keep blaming yourself for Emery’s death? Are you going to keep beating yourself about it when this guy is responsible for it? He ha