Novel & Cerita Melissa Benoist Husband

"Your wife is standing right here, Benjamin. Your living wife. You haven't even talked with your daughters for months now, they lost the land for Lure modeling agency, I'm sure you didn't know that because you do not have time for any of us because you are too busy mourning the dead." "She is not dead," Benjamin repeated, his voice harder this time. "Then where is she?" Melissa's voice rose. "If she is alive, where has she been for eight years? Why has not a single investigator found even a trace of her?" "Because she does not want to be found." Benjamin finally looked up, and his eyes were cold. "Because she is hiding from me. From us. And when I find her, I will know why." Melissa stared a

Oh how he enjoys being a gossip, I thought with an eye roll. “There is more?” "certainly. She doesn't just want him to get married, but that he must marry Marrisa.” "What? No man! That's all shade of wrong. Isn't that the same Marissa who cheated on you with your business partner.” Drew turns to stare at me in horror. I shrugged, feigning indifference. “Yeah. The very one. Mom doesn't seem to care about that. All she cares about is that her son marries the daughter of the senator. Fidelity be damned."

I said quietly, “if you knew who I was.” A pause. “Are you a criminal?” he asked. I looked up, startled. “No… You can’t be. Lena wouldn’t hire someone like that,” he added. His tone wasn’t playful, but there was a faint hint of lightness. Something in his expression softened. Not quite a smile, but close. Something loosened inside my chest. I felt… lighter. “CEO Adrian Henrix,” I said, “I’m the wife of one of your employees. Soon to be ex-wife.”

He fixed her with an intense gaze and questioned, "What's your relationship with him? How do you know those details? Are you two a couple? Is he interested in you? Do you like him? Melissa, we didn't invest in your education for you to date." Melissa felt speechless. She punched Bennett and retorted, "Bennett, your unfounded assumptions show a lack of trust in my judgment. Does it look like we're dating? I like Jonathan, don't you know that!" "Jonathan is a clown. What do you see in him?" Bennett was also irritated. A while ago, when Melissa went to the police station to pick him up after work, Bennett was busy planning a fugitive operation and couldn't attend to her.

Lie. Another lie. My nails dug deeper into the cushion as I smiled at both of them, wondering if they could somehow hear the sound of my life falling apart. Neither of them had any idea what kind of disaster my marriage had become. Neither of them knew that the husband they were busy praising would be leaving for Paris with another woman. Neither of them knew that I was going on that same trip with the man I'd been sleeping with behind my husband's back. The same man who happened to be Mason's boss.

She closed her eyes as if letting the past come back to control her—bringing her to a painful time for her to remember. “Because… John and I only have one child,” she answered bitterly. Claire looked up, she looked at Josephine without asking anything, but she was sure that Josephine could read all the questions in her head. One child… What does that mean? “John,” Josephine took a deep breath, “John and I were married when he was still living in Italy. His father's company is in the United States, but it's just a cover-up to hide the truth about their dark business.”

You were too easy on him before. Jessamine smiled. "You're right. I should indeed learn from you in this regard. But why didn't your man come?" Melissa clicked her tongue and sighed. "Their law firm took on a big case recently. He's been so busy he hasn't been home for days. I'm already mad at him. How can he ignore his wife and kid? Sooner or later, I'll go find someone else." Melissa's angry words caught Jessamine's attention. She quickly discovered the main point in her words, then looked down at Melissa's flat belly. She asked in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Are you pregnant?"

“But it kept happening. Every single time. And then at the ceremony, I saw the way he stared at her. The way he spoke to her before everything blew up. I noticed something.” She paused, taking a slow breath. “I didn’t talk to him about it. I know he would deny it. But something tells me he might still be attracted to her.” I listened without interrupting. “Especially now that she’s the CEO of Quinn’s Enterprise,” Melissa added bitterly. “I don’t want to sit around and hope the inevitable doesn’t happen.” “And what’s that?” I asked, genuinely curious. “She would eventually take my husband from me,” Melissa said quietly.

“Then what—?” “It’s about something much more recent,” Celeste cut in. A flicker of panic sparked behind Melissa’s eyes. Her mouth opened, but no words came. She forced another smile, this one stiff and transparent. Then Celeste’s next words landed like a slap. Cold. Precise. “I know you conducted a DNA test. Between my husband and Solane.” Melissa’s breath caught in her throat. For a split second, she considered denying it—but Celeste’s calm certainty, the quiet authority in her voice, left no room for doubt. She knew.

Just as Melissa was about to react, her face turned pale when she saw who had arrived. "Ms. Knight, why are you here?" she asked anxiously. Mavis calmly strode forward and slapped her across the face. With a loud smack, Melissa fell to the ground from the force. While looking down at her icily, Mavis asked, "So, it was you who laid a hand on my husband and my son?" Melissa stared at me wide-eyed in disbelief. "Your… Your wife is the CEO of Knight Group?"