Her Husband's Secret Affair Novel Novels & Stories

The bestfriend whom I trusted the most that I treated like a sister, and my beloved husband I adore having a secret affair behind my back. After a few months, after the incident, I developed depression. During those passed weeks, I just watch my husband as he come and forth from outside and at home. And in this passed few months, I can count on my fingers how many times he had stayed in our apartment. I stopped asking him about his affairs, I only talk to him whenever I called him to eat, whenever I have to tell him about the house affairs. I also memorized the time he visit Elaine at the hospital.

Her husband was loving and loyal, but there was one big secret hidden behind his warm smile. One day, the wife found a text message on her husband's cell phone that revealed an ongoing affair. Her heart broke into a million pieces and she felt like her world was crumbling. However, it was not her habit to cry for a long time or give up so easily. She chose to remain calm and face the matter head on.

The way she is so innocent and pure makes me know that she will never be ready to accept my lifestyle, my past, and my secret as well. I don't want to ruin her innocence. I don't want to ask more from her. I don't want these good moments to disappear. I wish to cherish every moment with her; I just want her to be happy. If she knows what kind of man her husband is, I'm sure she won't be able to process it. To become 100% honest with your spouse was hard, especially if you've been in my position. It is a lot of burden to tell her about my desire and my biggest secret.

The feeling is mutual at first but as our marriage go along, I learned to love him. I don't know why but I just wake up one morning and feel this romantic feelings for him. Maybe cause I always see him, he caught my heart and attention. But in our almost 1 year of marriage, he never announce to the public that I am his wife. Maybe he's embarrass or he doesn't want it at all? What might the reason would be, I accept that I am his secret wife. But somehow I feel jealous cause he was never proud of having me in his life. It was just like I'm his wife when no one is around and nobody when he faced the crowd.

He said squeezing his eyes shut. "Why? Do you hate kids that much?" I asked with a not-so serious frown. "Untouched topic?" "Uhm.... not such a good experience with them" He said and held me tightly to his chest and closed his eyes like that was enough of a discussion for the night. Okay.... But tonight... that was quiet a night. I almost felt like my husband's secret affair for some reason. Wrong at many levels but damn thrilling and exciting. Affair with my husband? Really?

Emma paused the video and stared at her husband's face frozen on the screen. He looked terrified. Not guilty. Not angry. Terrified. That realization unsettled her more than anything else. For two days, she'd convinced herself that Daniel was living a secret life with another woman and child. The evidence certainly pointed that way. But now... Now something wasn't adding up. A man having an affair didn't usually look like that. A cheating husband didn't talk about people dying if the truth came out. There was something much bigger hidden beneath the surface. Something dangerous.

"Richard. What do you mean by 'the least bad thing'? Are you condoning married women's infidelity?" "No," I replied coldly. "I mean, when you hear what I'm about to say, you'll wish it were just a matter of sleeping with a married woman, and nothing more." She placed her hand on her hip. "Okay?" I swallowed. "Her husband's name is Alexander." A deathly silence fell over the room. Vanessa's mouth dropped open. "You mean... you've been sleeping with your half-brother's wife this whole time?" The words resonated more loudly.

The day I discovered Sean's affair, I cornered him and my stepsister Tina in the company warehouse. A fire broke out afterward. Tina died saving me from the flames, and Sean was injured when a pillar collapsed on him. His shoulder was wrapped in bandages. "Joanna, are you happy now?" His ragged scream that day echoed in my ears for a long, long time. Two months later, the company went bankrupt because of the fire. To pay off the debts, Sean and I moved to a run-down neighborhood. I worked three jobs a day, all to ease the guilt eating me alive. A few years passed, and our relationship seemed to find its way back to what it once was—right up until Valentine's Day. That was when I spotted the

Even though they had been married on paper and living together for three years, she still cared for her husband, even if she didn’t show it. “Is it true?” the old woman asked seriously, looking at Desmond, who slowly nodded. “Let me see,” the old woman said as she took the bag. Frederick grew more anxious as his grandmother furrowed her brow while closely examining the gift he had brought. Hadrianna silently prayed that what Desmond said was true. She looked at her husband, who showed no signs of fear, which puzzled Hadrianna. ‘Does he really know something?’ she wondered to herself.

Ramon followed after me and I could hear whispers in the crowd. My ears then caught, "He still can't do that to a woman. Just because she wiped his cloth clean for him?" I paused making Ramon skid to a halt as well. I turned to the talker and she immediately hid her face. "My wife wouldn't like another woman's hand all over my body. More especially from someone with a dream as dirty as hers." "Did he just say wife?!" "He's married?!" "When?" "It has to be a secret marriage."