All Chapters of MY SECRET HUSBAND IS TEN YEARS YOUNGER: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

{NYRA}Now we are heading back to Jayden’s house. His friend, Massimo, I think had already left. From what I gathered from Jayden. They were both best friends in high school and have known each other forever. “What about your car?” My brows knitted together in annoyance when I saw him order another cab. With the experience from the last one— I didn't want another nosy driver intruding in my space.The last thing I wanted was for anyone to ask silly questions or throw assumptions when they see us together.I also needed to get fucking rid of this gown off my body. It was causing a lot of distractions. “For now, Nyra— we can't, until we get home. We have to be careful, remember?”He stared at me. His eyes were soft like a fluffy feather, boring into my soul until it cost my breath to weaken. God! I couldn't take my gaze off him. Jayden wasn't doing anything, but his soft blue eyes did something.The night was intoxicated with sin and lust. I didn't want to be part of it.“I rememb

{NYRA}I thought I would have a panic attack right there in the bathroom when I saw him close to me.“Dear lord,” I whispered to myself. I placed my hands on my neck, breathing fast like a victim running away from danger.Actually— he was. A big danger to me. Like speed, I dried myself up and unlocked the door. But I peeped to check if the coast was clear. Jayden wasn't around the bed. He was at the door, speaking to the room service and a female. “Thank goodness,” I stepped outside and went to pick up my damped cloth with the towel wrapped tightly around my body.I was on a mission— not to get seen by Jayden. About wearing the rumpled wet dress back on my body. I noticed he was still standing outside. Half naked.He didn't wear his shirt. He was at the door entrance talking. Only god knew what the discussion was about.Normally, I wouldn't care. I was good at minding my business. The second time, I heard the voice speaking. A lady. I recognized it to be the female receptioni

{JAYDEN}Believe me, I got really anxious about the whole surprise. My mind kept bugging me about Nyra not liking it.But I was proved wrong.The way she gasped told me she liked it. That left a passing mark in my ears.“Jayden this is—”Her voice sounded croaky like she was about to cry. “Are you crying, cupcake?” I asked even though I knew the answer.I spiraled to meet her. Our faces collided like two birds flying in the sky. These days, ever since we married, I couldn't seem to keep my hands off her. I promised her that I wouldn't touch her. Yet— it sounded difficult for me. But I'm fucking doing my best not to scare her away. I just hope that someday— she will let me fully in. I couldn't fucking wait.She turned her face away from me. Not letting me see the tears that slipped out of the corners of her eyes. “No—”“Funny girl,” I stifled a laugh to myself.It was evident in her voice.“You are,” I whispered. I tilted her face to meet me again. “Jayden…” She gave a half smile

{JAYDEN}“That was a fantastic one, surgeons. Good job.” I shook everyone's hands—both male and female—as we tossed our blood-stained gloves into the trash can. Echoing in the room. “Thank you, Mr. Sterling,” they all said in unison. Their voices echoed in the hospital room. That was the name I was being called here. In my hospital, the staff and patients looked at me with so much admiration, as a role model. I could also pass for being strict and serious-minded whenever I was dealing with patients. But outside these walls—I was unpredictable. “Mr. Sterling. You promised the staff a treat after the surgery.” My brows arched at one of the surgeons, Mr. Lucas. “When?” A man in his forties. Manageably handsome. Intelligent, and detail-oriented. Another spoke, supporting him. “During the surgery, Mr. Sterling.” “You mentioned that if the surgery goes smoothly… we all would have a big treat.”“And miraculously— we’ve dealt with five different surgeries now.” Uneven te

{NYRA}I grabbed my bag, the items, and the groceries. My feet lunged towards the exit glass door. “It's getting late,” I glanced at the time on my wrist. It was already 4:58pm. And I haven't started my projects yet. The deadline was tomorrow.The loads felt heavy. Like an anchor pulling me down into the deep sea. But I didn't drown in the waters. Only that I drowned in pain.“Cab!” I signalled. The driver had already opened the front seat for me when another car parked behind him. Glamorous, expensive, reminding me of someone I know. A man with exclusive taste. Jayden. Beside him was that Lady. From that place. I failed to recall. She sat in the front seat like she owned every fragment of him. “What is she doing here?” I probed. “And Jayden?” What the hell was going on?I walked up to them. A sudden curiosity grew eager in me to find out. My heart paused. And hoped that it wasn't what my thoughts was thinking. “Jayden? What are you doing here?” I asked, intentionally ign