All Chapters of Hands off my wife ( my little secret with Mr CEO): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

**RAYN**I woke the next morning with a weight pressed against my chest, heavy and unmoving.For a few seconds, the reason eluded me.Then it returned in full.Ethan.The questions that had cut too cleanly.The tears he had refused to wipe away.The look in his eyes when I admitted, without flinching, that I loved Alex.I sat up slowly.The other side of the bed was empty, the sheets already cool.Movement came from Leo’s room.I rose and walked toward it.Ethan stood beside the small bed, dressing our son with careful, deliberate hands. Leo was still half-asleep, rubbing his eyes while Ethan guided his arms into the sleeves of a soft shirt.“Ethan?”He did not answer.He lifted Leo into his arms and turned.I followed him into the living room.“Ethan, I’m speaking to you.”He kept walking. He retrieved Leo’s small bag from the couch without a single wasted motion.My pulse quickened.“Where are you taking him?”“My mother’s.”Two words. Flat. Final.He moved toward the door.I stoppe

RAYN "I'm sorry..." My voice didn't even sound like mine. It was small. Broken. Trembling. I wiped my tears with the back of my hand but more just kept coming. I couldn't stop them. I looked at Ethan. Then at Alex. God. Two men staring at me like I held their entire worlds in my shaking hands. And maybe I did. Ethan was standing by his car, his keys clenched so tight his knuckles had gone white. His eyes were red. Alex was behind me. He hadn't said a word in minutes. But I could feel him. That quiet, heavy, suffocating presence that made it impossible to breathe properly. And I was standing in the middle of the parking lot, crying like a child who had no idea what she was supposed to do. Because I didn't. How do you choose between the man you promised forever to, and the man you can't stop thinking about even in your sleep? How do you choose between guilt and love? "I can't do this," I whispered. Ethan's jaw locked. "Rayn." "I can't choose." "You have to," he said

“Andrew took Leo?”Alex’s expression changed the second the words left her mouth.He stepped toward Rayn without hesitation, closed the small distance between them, and lifted her chin with two fingers as he turned her face toward the harsh overhead light.“You’ve been crying.”Rayn couldn’t answer. Her throat felt locked. She only looked at him, eyes glassy, the evidence of the last few hours written plainly across her face.His gaze moved slowly over her features, lingering on the dark circles beneath her eyes. His jaw tightened until a muscle jumped along the side of his face.“Look at your eye bags,” he said, voice low and rough. “I’ll make that bastard pay.”Rayn reached up and covered the hand still resting against her jaw. Her fingers curled around his. Their eyes locked. For a long moment neither of them spoke.Ethan stood a few feet away, watching the whole exchange. Something sharp and hot twisted in his chest. He hated the way they looked at each other. Hated how natural it

I felt my heart ache. For a second I thought I was having a heart attack. My jaw locked. Hot tears ran down my face and the car still flying down the road. Everything outside the windows blurred. I couldn’t get enough air. I was choking in my own tears.I was so heartbroken. Alex. He had walked into that place knowing exactly who Andrew was. He had put himself between my son and men who didn’t care if anyone lived or died. And this was how Ethan paid him back. He left him. On purpose. The guilt I’d been carrying about cheating on my husband vanished like it had never been there. Something colder and heavier took its place. Hatred. I couldn’t stop the pictures in my head—what Andrew’s men might already be doing to him. What if they had him? What if they were hurting him right now? What if he was already— My stomach turned hard. Ethan glanced at me. Disgust sat right next to disbelief in his eyes. “Seriously? You’re crying for that pysociopath?" He scoffs. I stared at him. He ke

I walked outside and finally breathed in fresh air. Inside still smelled like sex. The scent clung to my clothes, my hair, my skin. It made my stomach turn.Ethan followed me quickly.“What’s wrong?”I stopped walking and turned to look at him. The streetlight above us was dim, but I could still see his face clearly. He looked confused. Almost annoyed.I stared at him like he was crazy.“Are you seriously asking me that? You just let another woman give you a blowjob!”My voice came out louder than I planned. A couple walking past glanced at us, but I didn’t care.Ethan just shrugged like it was nothing. Like I was overreacting.“But I accepted the fact that you were screwing Alex…”His words hit me harder than I expected. They made me feel small. Dirty. Like I had no right to be angry. I stood in front of the car, holding my purse so tight my fingers started to hurt.He got into the driver’s seat, started the engine, and honked once.“Are you coming or not?”I stood there for a few se