Ceo's Hidden Wife The Memories We Keep Novels & Stories

A news alert, already, the story moving faster than I could keep up with it: ESTRANGED WIFE OF VALEN GROUP CEO EMERGES, CLAIMS RIGHTFUL INHERITANCE. Twenty-three years of silence, and she’d managed to turn her reappearance into a headline before I’d even finished crying over her the first time. Whatever grief I’d felt on my doorstep curdled, fast and total, into something far colder. “Get Mike on the phone,” I said. “Now”

And now, here we are with Mr Pitt seated right across the couch from me. He shrieks. "Oh my goodness, you're the ceo of FELLERS. I didn't know you were Jonathan's wife" I thought as much that Joanthan wouldn't disclose the fact that his wife was the ceo of a big company to either his boss or co-workers inorder to avoid favouritism from both ends and honestly, I didn't mind. Knowing this fully well, his boss had still planned our wedding for us. I definitely had to repay his kindness.

My jaw clenched slightly as I leaned back in my chair, the glow of the screen reflecting faintly in my eyes. Hidden wife. I let out a breath, my fingers tapping absently against the desk. It made me wonder. Why had I never talked about her before? Why had I always avoided putting her in the public eye? Why had I kept her... hidden? My gaze drifted back to the photograph again... Selene’s hand in mine, her smile soft, unaware of the cameras. For reasons I couldn't quite explain… the thought of her being reduced to someone’s hidden wife didn't sit well with me.

Not only will these love birds get a kick out of meeting each other in secret and probably grow even closer, but now her sister will keep asking annoying questions about being cheated on. Eddy brought his wife Irene and Aaron came along with his girlfriend Michelle. Based on Ruhi's research, Aaron was the sole heir of a multimillion pharma company with its headquarters in San Francisco, but he chose to be a doctor instead. His forced marriage lasted less than six months, and he was seeing Michelle while still awaiting divorce. Now it was going to be his one-year anniversary with Michelle tomorrow, and Ruhi wondered if they were going to be on the news again if Aaron proposed.

Wrinkled lines were the signs that the body was aging quickly. *** Kezia had just finished compiling documents near the copier when a group of gossipers entered the room. She corrected her expression to become normal so that the discomfort she had been suppressing for so long would not show up. “I heard Mr. CEO decided to keep working and not take time for Honeymoon after marriage, is that true?” Cece asked while extended the hand that had the diamond ring on it with the intention of showing off. Amber glanced at the diamond-studded ring finger with envy.

Abby still shook her head, even though this action did not satisfy the other person's curiosity. “I am not hiding anything from you, Hubby. Do not be too prejudiced against me." Abby still had a normal expression, even though she was aware of her husband's sharp gaze. However, a woman who served as CEO of Verz Incorporation still refused to give a real answer. "Okay, if you said so."

Or seize this opportunity to test how your wife's influence is on you? Thoughts of Carina were swept away. He stiffened and began to recoil, but the venomous demon inside rose up and whispered its warning. His wife is not the real thing, just a fleeting image that will crumble into pain and remind him that nothing lasts. Gabriella will make you forget. And Gabriella will make you remember. Gabriella will force him to face the truth about his marriage. The fact that they are not a real marriage.

His chiseled chest and deeply carved abs get my attention but I steal my gaze, looking anywhere but at him. “Don't you have shame that you come out anytime in your glory?" I mutter, walking to the vanity and doing some makeup. "Or every time you forget that now you have a wife, too?" "My memory is quite fine, I doubt yours. You should get acquainted with it." Nonsense! "And as you said, now you're my wife. I can come anytime half naked in front of you and if you have any problem, then you can shut your eyes. Who's stopping you?"

another reporter asked. “My wife is a very private person and I respect her privacy,” he answered, hearing the word my wife from his mouth, feels weird. “What do you think about her handling business?” Another asked again “I think you're underestimating Ms. Ivery's business acumen,” Franco said, trying to deflect the question. “She is a shrewd businesswoman, and I'm sure she saw the advantages of our union.” He was trying to keep things vague, but he could see that the reporters were getting suspicious. He needed to change the subject. “I think we should move on to other questions now,” he said, gesturing to another reporter in the crowd.

Hometown. And that’s when it hit him. They were from the same city. He leaned back in his leather chair, stunned. No wonder her scent, her aura—it was all too familiar. “We must have crossed paths before,” he said aloud, brows furrowing. “But where?” He clicked through the few public records available. Her name had recently been removed from a marriage certificate—divorced. Pregnant. New business owner. All her records were clean and recent. But what intrigued him more was how little there was—almost like someone had deliberately kept her life quiet. Hidden.