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บททั้งหมดของ Revenge Wife: Hubby, I Know Your Secret: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

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Surprise

Eleanor’s POV "I'll kill you!""How dare you fuck my sister hours after putting a ring on my finger!" "Because I love Janet, not you, Jane! I only did that to get your inheritance!"......"Mrs. Harper, Ma'am…" The telenovela dialogue blared through my earbuds, my favorite moment interrupted by a familiar, cautious voice.I yanked out my earbuds and squinted at the limousine window. Gabriel, my driver, hovered politely at the door, his posture perfect, his expression careful."Yes, Gabriel. What is it?" I said, annoyed that my drama-filled escape had been interrupted."We've arrived, ma'am" he said softly."Oh," a soft sigh left my lips, realizing, just then, my phone rang. I glanced at my phone and saw Sophia’s name lighting up the screen. A small, sheepish smile tugged at my lips — I had tricked everyone into thinking I wouldn’t make it to the city for Rachel’s birthday, happening in just a few hours. Somehow, I knew this call was coming."Hello, sweetheart," I said as I swi
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What's your safe word?

Eleanor's POVThe music pounded through the walls like thunder. The bass, the lights, the smell of smoke and perfume — all scream loud but not louder than my thoughts. it wasn’t supposed to be here. I wasn’t supposed to be this."Hey, beautiful, dance with me," a voice slurred near my ear.I turned, sharp, gripping the man’s wrist before I even realized what I was doing. His smirk faltered. "Let go," he hissed."Don’t you ever touch me," I said, squeezing harder. My voice shook, not from fear — from fury. Every cell in my body burned with it. I wanted to hurt someone. I wanted someone to feel what I was feeling.Hands grabbed me from behind. Two, maybe three. The man stumbled back, cursing, as security rushed in."Ma’am, you need to calm down.""Take your hands off me!" I yelled, jerking free, my voice breaking. But they didn’t listen. They never do.They dragged me out through the back door, where the sound of the club fell away into the cold Las Vegas night.The door slammed shut. S
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I'll make them pay slowly

Eleanor's POVMy nose twitched at the strange scent of… lavender? No—something musky.When I opened my eyes, my panties were resting right on my face.I groaned, swiping them away as I push myself upright, my arms stretching over my head. My skull throbbed like it’s been used as a drum in some wild ritual. I squinted toward the nightstand, searching for my phone.God, I feel wrecked. My tongue's dry, my head’s heavy, and my soul feels… bruised.Then it hits me—why I drank in the first place.James. Rachel. Sophie.My husband. My best friend. My daughter.The knife twisted again, clean and cruel.I pressed my palms to my face, trying to block the wave, to stop myself from crying again. I can’t—not now.But then— I heard movement. I froze, slowly lower my hands, and there I see someone beside me. A broad, muscled back, tanned skin. A tattoo trailing from his shoulder down to his ribs.The sheets barely cover his hips, his breathing deep and even.My throat went dry. My lips parted but
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T-shirt Thief

Lucas's POVThe sound of the door clicking shut dragged me out of bed.Finally. That took her long enough.I’d been awake for at least twenty minutes, staring at the window and wondering why the hell the rent girl was still here. Usually, they were gone before I even opened my eyes — quiet, discreet, professional. This one? Not so much.I thought about shaking her awake, telling her to get dressed and get out, but… I didn’t.Something about her face stopped me.Weird. I never lingered or cared.With a groan, I sat up and rolled my shoulders, the stiffness cracking through my neck. I turned, scanning the bedstand for the envelope I’d set aside last night — crisp cash, no strings, the usual. It was still there untouched."She didn’t take the money?" I muttered, rubbing a hand over my jaw. "What kind of rent girl forgets her damn paycheck?"I sighed again, rolling my eyes to the ceiling. "Great. Maybe she wants a reason to come back. Not happening."Grabbing my phone, I hit the call butt
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Were you in Vegas?

Eleanor's POV“Mother!”Sophie’s voice echoed through the entrance the moment I stepped inside. She came running toward me, her suitcase wheels rattling behind her, Gabriel following quietly with the rest of my luggage.For a second, I almost forgot how to breathe as I stepped inside the house.It's been two days and five hours since I have known my husband and my best friend secret.As soon as I arrived at the airport, I had reminded Gabriel of his promise.He had nodded, serious and obedient, like he always did. I was his boss. He knew better than to talk. Still, trust was fragile now. Everything was fragile.One careless word from him could destroy a night of planning.So I smiled.“Hey, darling,” I said softly, opening my arms. “I see you did your hair.”Sophie beamed as she hugged me. “Do you like it?”I pulled back slightly, studying her face, her curls, the familiar dimples that used to make me proud because I thought they were mine.“Yes,” I cooed. “It looks beautiful on you.”
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