Novel & Cerita Her Husband's Secret Affair Novel

I can imagine her expression: the confusion, the disbelief, the betrayal chewing through her composure. “W-what?” She stutters, the word catching in her throat like a shard of glass. She sounds trapped, cornered under Pennet’s glare. She’s under duress—anyone with a pulse could see that. But Pennet pushes on anyway. “Were you aware that your husband has been having an affair with your half sister?” He repeats himself slowly, condescendingly, as if Jessie were too stupid to comprehend him the first time. “She understood the question, Mike.” Officer Miller snaps, the retort sharp and immediate.

She feared the public scandal more than she feared the actual all-out war with the Petrovs. “Adrian,” she said, her voice a low, concerned whisper. “People are starting to talk. They’re saying Vasily is having second thoughts. He openly shows his disdain for you because of something you have done to make the Son angry. We have a reputation to uphold.” I wanted to scream. I wanted to tell her the truth. I wanted to tell her that her perfectly orchestrated marriage was a lie, that her future son-in-law was a man who had woken up in bed with me, a man who was now a ghost I couldn't exorcise. But I couldn't. I wouldn't. The truth was a physical blow, a harsh, brutal reality that would destroy my

‎Apart from the boners and crazy words I get called, everything else was blissful. ‎Here I was in bed thinking about how the hell I was supposed to leave the house without my husband or his workers asking where I was going. And besides he said we had to talk so he could tell me my role and how this marriage was going to work. ‎I read ad watched too much mafia stories that I feel I won't have freedom to do pretty much anything. ‎I picked up my phone and called Claudia. ‎"I heard you girl are now a married woman" she laughed dropping the phone on the mirror for me to get a proper view of her face.

Quinn’s POV I walked out of the hotel and my legs feel like they are made of paper. I can’t believe what I just saw. I am so thankful for Maya who has seen Leander going into that hotel. That night, she told me not to be surprised because she saw my husband going somewhere so I ordered her to follow him secretly, my trust isn't fully coming back yet. Then after twenty minutes I received a call from her. "He entered in a luxury hotel near the office, he seemed drunked, did you two fight again?" She asked me, he didn't tell me he was meeting with someone at the hotel.

It was because in her eyes, I was nothing but the son of her family's victim, a born sinner, a pathetic creature who deserved to be trampled underfoot. A metallic sweetness surged up my throat, and I bit down hard on my teeth to keep from coughing up blood. My eyes burned red, my blood boiling backward, every part of me screaming to tear her apart right then and there. Cassie saw my anguish and laughed even harder. "So? Arthur, is this secret worth trading for my life? Release me and restore everything to the Wynter Group, and I'll give you all the evidence from back then so you can clear your father's name. Otherwise, you'll live with this secret and suffer for the rest of your life! Your f

“Divorce papers were filed this morning. Anonymously. But the leak is already spreading. Photos from your wedding courthouse. Someone's selling the story—your secret marriage, the hidden wife, the artist who vanished.” Lila felt the world tilt. Victoria's eyes locked on hers. “And they're saying the wife... is you.” The porch light caught the paper in her hand, the bold heading unmistakable: Petition for Dissolution of Marriage. Ethan stared at it, face paling. Lila's whisper barely carried. “Who would do this?” Victoria's gaze hardened. “Someone who wants to destroy you both. And they're just getting started.”

The woman her husband had brought back into their lives. Something was moving beneath the surface of this house — secrets that ran deeper than loyalty, deeper than blood. And for the first time, she wasn’t just afraid. She was curious.

Her being had occupied his soul and reflected in his bodily desires. “Hmm, I didn’t know that” Timothy answered flippantly and carefully raised her off himself and stood up. He got into the bathroom to clean himself. Amanda became suspicious. Timothy had seen Nicole and had been having secret affairs with her. What he did this evening was an indication that they’d been seeing each other as she did when they were both married. She was never to take it lightly with Nicole. Has she been seducing her husband and making him unfilial to her? She is not the kind of weak wife she was who was not able to notice her sister having an affair with her husband.

Sitting at one corner of the bed, I curled up, clutching my legs tightly as torrents of tears streamed down both of my cheeks. "Would you be able to leave your wife for me if she knew about our secret affair?" I heard them exchanging passionate kisses. Glancing at my wristwatch, it showed past six in the evening. Philip was fooling me! How long has my husband been in a relationship with the secretary? It was painful to consider that Philip's prolonged stays in the office stemmed from his preference for his secretary's company over mine. "Please... give it to me!" the secretary murmured, "I'm wiggling my hips for you. Please give me that hard c0ck! Ohhhh!"

Her eyes blazed with a fire that I felt warmed my cold heart. She was defending me. “It- That is not a cultural thing!” the first woman spluttered. “It’s simply the truth. Men have affairs sometimes, but they always come home.--” “So you mean to imply, my Lady, that your husband has had affairs throughout your, what, 10, 20 years of marriage?” Eva asked with a smile that cut sharper than a dagger. “And, of course,” she glanced at the other, now much paler noblewoman. “Your mate hid his own affairs from you until you had no choice but to find out? Is that it?”