บททั้งหมดของ The Wife He Doesn't Know : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Valeria stood in front of the mirror, wearing a deep wine-red satin gown that hugged her figure. tight. The neckline dipped, revealing her cleavage. The fabric caught the light with every step.Her blonde hair was styled in sleek, side-parted waves that flowed over one shoulder, finished with a delicate crystal hairpiece. Her makeup was polished and radiant. Soft shimmer on the eyes, sharp liner, warm blush, and a glossy nude lip.On her feet were champagne-gold heels with pointed toes and slim ankle straps.She finished and stepped out of her room, shifting her weight uncomfortable on a perfectly wedged heel. Everything felt…strange.Although she's not from a poor home, she has never been draped in this kind of luxury.“Good morning, ma" a plump man bowed. “Mr Crest asked me to drop you at the venue." Valeria paused on the stairs, her brows furrowed.“Oh, forgive my manners," the man chuckled. “My name is Rufus, the new driver." “Oh!" She exclaimed. “Good morning Mr Rufus." The ma

The moment their lips touched, Ivan froze.He didn't kiss her back, he didn't also push her away, he just stayed there. Shocked.His eyes flickered to Mike who watched with his mouth open.Gently, he eased her off him, steadying her by her arm.Mike approached.“Everything okay?" “Mrs Ravelle, you need to go home. Now,” he said, voice low.She chuckled." Did you know? I've been dreaming of kissing you since the day I walked into your office." Mike grinned, bringing out his phone to record."You're so handsome, it feels so unreal,” she said, staggering in his grip." Thank you, Mrs Ravelle. But you need to go home.”She shrugged off his hands, her expression shifting to a serious one."You don't have the right to look so…hot,” she said, then bursted out laughing,” she said, staggering.Mike laughed, zooming in on the camera.“This is so going to be fun to rewatch." "I'm going to carry you now, Mrs Ravelle. Only because you can't walk.”She laughed and sat on the floor, looking up a

Valeria did not move, she still held the file over her face."Look at me, Mrs. Ravelle," Ivan repeated. Her grip tightened on the file, her cheeks felt hot, she kept her head down.The file stayed right in front of her, her eyes squeezed shut, her heart hammered in her chest.After waiting for a few more minutes, Ivan leaned forward in his chair, his hand moved fast as he snatched the file away from her.Now her face was open, but she looked down at the table, her hands turned numb and shook a little."I am very sorry, sir," she said fast, the words came out in a rush. "I did not mean to kiss you last night, I was drunk. I am very sorry, I did not mean to say any of the things I said, I do not dream about kissing you. It was just the alcohol talking. Please, sir, it will never happen again. I was not myself, I feel so bad, you are my boss and I should not have done that. I am very sorry, please, I'm really sorry."He didn't say a word, he just leaned back on his chair, eyes squinted

Aliyah froze in the hallway, her gaze traveled slowly, deliberately, from Ivan's face down to where his palms rested at Valeria’s waist.The air felt heavy.Ivan did not step away, he did not remove his hand from Valeria's waist.He simply looked at her calmly.“What are you doing here?” he asked, rolling his eyes. Barely, but she noticed it.Aliyah let out a short, humorless laugh.“What am I doing here?” she echoed. “That’s funny.”Her eyes returned to Valeria.Valeria felt pinned in place, fully aware of the warmth of Ivan’s hands still placed on her waist. Firm.Aliyah took a slow step forward.“You can get rid of me so easily, Ivan. Not when you need my dad.” Her eyes darted to Valeria. " It's not like you have something interesting to distract yourself with.”Valeria felt the insult.“This is my house,” he said. “You don’t walk in without permission.”“Oh please,” she waved her manicured hand dismissively. “You used to like it when I visited unannounced.”“I never did,” he cor

Valeria froze and looked up at Ivan.“Mrs Ravelle," he began. “I'm not comfortable with you walking around the edge in my presence, if you need some time to yourself then I'll gladly grant that." He held her gaze for a brief moment, then she looked down. “I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." " Don't get me wrong,” he replied. "I'm really not uncomfortable with you, but with the thoughts that I'm making you nervous.”Valeria nodded. " I understand, sir. But I'm fine, thank you.”He studied her a little more, then returned to what he was doing.Soon, they rounded up and that was the last time Valeria saw him for the day. She went to bed that night, wondering why he hadn't stepped outside again.***Valeria lay on her side, eyes open, thoughts spiraling. Suddenly she heard a muffled sound.“Don't go!" She almost convinced herself she had imagined it, but it sounded like what she had heard before.Then it came again.“Don’t go!”The scream echoed through the corr