Ceo's Hidden Wife The Memories We Keep 소설 & 이야기

What did that mean? She let out a laugh and flicked her cigarette, blowing smoke rings into the air. "Just joking!" she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding. "Here's the deal," she said, her tone now completely serious. "If you agree to become the CEO's son's wife for the next twelve months, you'll become a millionaire." My jaw dropped open in disbelief. I must have heard her wrong. There was no way she was offering me what I thought she was offering.

"Pak Ares will let you know when it's the right time." Feby clicked her tongue. "You're just his lackey, don't boss me around!" "I know my place. I hope you realize it too, Feb. You’re just his mistress." "Shut your mouth, Angga! I'm his wife," Feby retorted, not accepting it. "Even though... the second wife." Angga smirked. "Oh really? You can only be called a second wife if the first wife knows. Meanwhile, you? Your status is kept secret. In other words, you’re just a kept woman."

“The emails, the bank transfers, the memos—they’re all here. And I’ve already shared copies with the authorities. I’m sure they’ll be very interested in hearing what you and Noah have to say.” Noah’s face twisted in fury, his calm façade completely shattered. “You think this is over, Liam?” he spat. “You think you’ve won? You’re just as much a liar as Maxwell. You hid the truth about your marriage, used it to secure your inheritance. You don’t deserve this company!” Liam’s jaw tightened, but before he could respond, Izzy stepped forward.

She had ruined my marriage, stolen my husband, and I wasn’t going to give her any more. “Well, my husband owns this company.”I placed my arms on my waist as I rolled my eyes at her. By then, some other workers had gathered, laughing at what I said. Elizabeth came up to me laughing heavily, “You mean you are the wife of Mr Steve Greyson, since when was Mr Greyson married?” “My husband is Charles Webber, the Chief Director of this company. He has never mentioned Mr Greyson getting married. How dare you claim to be his wife?” the other friend said as she scoffed.

Yet I drew a slow breath and turned around. I said nothing as I reluctantly faced my ex-husband. He stared at me as if he saw a ghost, and I couldn't help but find his expression delightful. His looks seemed more polished than during our marriage, but it was only natural. He was now the mighty CEO of Welch Med Industries after all. By his side was Kathrine Lacroix-Welch, whose dress was more sparkling than a cheap Christmas decoration sprinkled with three tons of glitter. She too stared at me wide-eyed, but unlike her husband's shocked expression, hers was filled with anger.

I have been the perfect wife to Marcus Blackwood, the powerful CEO of a billion-dollar empire, for five years. What I never knew was that the woman living under my roof as his "cousin" was his secret lover — and together, they had been quietly accelerating the brain cancer already killing me. But I woke up this time with something I never had before. Memories. Of my last life.. Now I’ve got three weeks left to live. So what does a dying woman with nothing left to lose do with a billionaire's darkest secrets? She burns it all down..

Just my secretary. I was just his secretary. A hollow ache spread through my chest like a slow burn. After all the possessiveness, the dominance, the orders, long list of rules—after everything—he couldn’t even say it out loud. Couldn’t tell the world I was his wife. Was I that bad? Was I just some secret he wanted to keep tucked away? Why? Why would he parade me around at home like a belonging, only to deny the title in public? What was wrong with me? Was I really not worth the woman he could call his wife?

“Ex-husband, we already signed the divorce!” “Oh, that's right, it's been so little time, I had forgotten...” She laughed cynically, sizing me up. “And you must be the secretary with whom my husband has been indulging on his trips.” Despite the casual tone, it was clear this woman knew about us and was not ashamed to expose it in front of our new partners. I frowned, ready to respond, when the CEO stepped forward, irritated. “Show some respect to my secretary, Heloise!”Patrick's thunderous tone made everyone flinch. “May I know what you're doing here with my partners?”

--- Her phone buzzed on the bedside table. They both looked at it. Reality, arriving on schedule. --- Cathy reached for it. Three news alerts. Her stomach dropped. Of course. Daniel choosing his wife publicly wasn’t private information. It was spectacle. --- She opened the first article. CEO Reunites With Estranged Wife After Dramatic Office Confrontation. There was a photo. Her hand in his shirt. His mouth on hers. Claiming. --- Heat crawled up her neck. “I didn’t know anyone filmed,” she whispered.