Book Review The Husband's Secret Novelas e Histórias

He breathed out, relief softening him, before leaning back to kiss me again. He caught my gaze, holding it with that infuriating mix of mischief and charm. “What?” he murmured, voice low and playful. “Admiring how thoughtful—and handsome—your husband is?” I pulled my blouse back on, smoothing it over my shoulders. “Yes,” I said. “I just want to see clearly—whether the man who claims to love me has room in his heart for more than one woman.” He stiffened. Fear flashed across his eyes—just for a second—before he masked it perfectly.

Street scenes from the city. I couldn't take it with me. Someone would find it. Someone would know. But I couldn't burn it either. I opened my suitcase. The one packed for the honeymoon I didn't want. Found the inside lining. There was a pocket. Small. Hidden. I slid the sketchbook inside. Zipped it closed. One piece of Felix Laurent, hidden where Marcus would never look. My phone buzzed on the nightstand. Unknown number. I picked it up. Read the message.

“I have no secret, what you see is a woman cast aside by her husband because he chose his pride over me. I had nowhere else to go.” Her eyes scanned my face, searching for a crack. For a moment, I thought she found one... my lips almost trembled, and I bit the inside of my cheek to hold steady. “Mm,” she hummed finally, stepping back just a fraction, though her gaze didn’t soften. “You can spin your tale however you like, Eva, my husband may lap it up, but not me. Something about you doesn’t sit right, and I will find out what it is, mark my words.”

Her legs kept moving and shifting, but it didn’t seem like her husband was looking. She gripped the edge of the magazine tighter. Just then, her husband looked her way while instructing the secretary. She breathed a sigh of relief when BK finally dismissed the secretary. “Do you have more work?” she asked as she looked at him. “There is.” He grabbed a remote. She followed where it was aimed. She gulped when the door locked. Even the roller blinds were closed. Her husband smiled as he approached her. She lowered her gaze to the magazine and pretended to continue reading.

"I thought you'd want to go for another round like usual. " He grabbed my hand, making me feel his heated chest muscles. His beautiful golden eyes looked down at me, his voice laced with temptation. "...Not one more time? Let your husband go away. One more time, and I'll tell you a secret of mine..." He seemed to have made up his mind, pausing for a moment before saying, "A secret that will surprise you." My call boy was the most handsome man I had ever seen, far beyond my husband. His cock and skills were also impressive, always driving me out of control.

"So her lecherous husband lives on his wife's money. From the outside, he seems to have lost all sense of honor. Isn't he ashamed to live on his wife's money? Here, his wife works hard and earns money, and he spends that money on fooling around. No. This girl can never be with that lecherous guy. I have to order someone to gather all the information about her so-called husband. As he has no shame and lives on his wife's money, if I offer him a large sum of money, he will definitely divorce this girl and leave her. I have to do this. Although this girl will suffer a lot at first when her husband divorces her but she has to endure this temporary pain for the sake of lasting happiness. " "What

I slowly looked up only to meet the gaze of the most handsome-looking man I’d ever seen. I felt my ears starting to heat up. The sleep cleared my face. But I stopped for a second to think about what a man was doing in my house, and only then I remembered that this wasn’t my house; it was my husband’s house. I looked at the handsome young man standing in front of me, “could this be my husband?” I asked myself. “You must be Abigail,” he said, looking at me rather amazed by my actions. “Y-yes, I’m…I’m Abigail”, I stuttered. “Excuse me,” I said and rushed inside the bathroom, my heart racing. My cheeks were flushed, and my ears were hot. I never thought my husband would be this handsome. Everyth

It almost felt patronizing. “I’ll call you,” he said, pulling back. He opened the door again, like he did before. After scoping out the hallway, he disappeared through the door, leaving me alone in my apartment. My emotions swirled within me, fighting. I didn’t know how to feel. Such a beautiful morning… I didn’t want to tarnish the memory of it with these feelings of annoyance and mild betrayal. But I just couldn’t help it. A husband and wife weren’t supposed to keep secrets from each other. If Logan was keeping secret that Cameron had tried blackmailing him, who knew what else he could be hiding?

"I saw your husband reading one of Nora Jones' books." "Which one?" Rose demanded curiously, her whole demeanor changing rapidly. Seeing Rose's interest sparked, Katherine feared her assumptions might be true. "Hidden secrets: the heart of a woman." her voice was coated with fear as she said the name of the particular book. "Ahhh?" Rose gasped, staggering back and almost falling. This action further confirmed Katherine's doubts. "Are you OK?" she asked, taking some steps towards Rose, but was stopped by the wave of the other's hand. "Did you give him the book?"

God, why have I just realized it now? I will go to the game room..!! I could no longer hold back my curiosity. What sort of secret is concealed within? I bring my steps into the garage after switching my clothes into a tank top and shorts. The game room is below our garage, under the rug that Dominic placed on top of it. I move the rug, and there it is. I feel like I'm in a thriller movie, curious about something in the basement. My palm is sweating so much. Let's see what you are exactly hiding, husband.