My Husband Hides His Beauty Novels & Stories

“I-I’m not wearing any make up right now…I-I feel shy to show you my face…” I chuckled, a low and husky sound, as I teased her. “You know I always want to see your face, babe. Even if you’re not wearing any make up, you are still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. Come on and show me your face. You don’t have to be shy, I am your husband.”

My fingers fidget against the clasp of my clutch, betraying nerves I don’t want him to see. “Why not? She should know you came.” “She should,” I concede. “But I can’t go in with you.” Concern flickers across his face, not prying, just steady. “Why?” I draw a sharp breath. “Because I’m married, and I don’t think it would look… ideal for anyone in this room to see us like that.” For the first time, his expression falters. The light in his eyes dims, just slightly, like a flame bracing against wind.

He merely cocked an eyebrow and said, "I'm allergic to anything that you toast me with." She bit her lip, her eyes reddening. "Do you have the wrong idea about me, Mr. Rivers? Is this because of that trending search? But it's good publicity for the fashion show." "I don't need that kind of cheap, third-rate publicity. And besides, your relationship with Mr. Jensen is murky at best, Ms. Stewart. Are you seriously telling me you don't know he's married?" Angela's face drained of color. My marriage to Simon had always been kept strictly under wraps. Even if a rumor slipped out here or there, he would quickly suppress it. So, the fact that he was married was something most people didn't know, un

Alaric nodded vigorously. I watched their lives unfold through Isolde’s Instagram. In the photos, Caspian was rowing a boat with Julian in Central Park, cutting Isolde’s steak at a Michelin-starred restaurant, and swiping his black card without hesitation at luxury boutiques on Fifth Avenue. That fatherly smile he showed Julian... if he had given even a fraction of it to Alaric, my son wouldn't be crying out for his daddy in his sleep. But now, he was giving all his love and money to someone else!

Sarah said, holding Lily's hand. Sarah was right. The man was indeed incredibly handsome. Handsome enough to knock the air out of her. His head tilted in her direction, those dark, indifferent eyes holding emotions as they found her. A slow, half-smile lifted his lips. She smiled back at him, but inside, she was melting like ice cream on a hot summer day. "That's... that's my husband." Sarah's eyes cracked open wide, her mouth becoming a big O. "Girl, now I know why you were hiding him from us all this time! He's a handsome devil!"

“Want? Darling, I’m not here for things. I’m here for the truth. The kind Jack isn’t man enough to tell you.” “And you think you’re the one to deliver it?” Kendall’s voice was steady, but inside, her pulse was pounding. “I know I am.” Beauty leaned forward, her eyes glittering. “Jack wasn’t always this polished husband you think you married. He had a life before you and not the innocent kind. Deals made in smoke-filled rooms, debts paid in ways you wouldn’t imagine. And me? I was there for all of it.” Kendall’s stomach tightened. “And why should I believe a word you say?”

He breaks the silence. "Huh? What are you talking about?" "Your husband found me insisting to drop you. I hope he didn't mind" "He didn't. He's not like that to mind a silly thing. Especially when you were being helpful," I say. "That's great. I was worried because most of the husbands don't like it" "Mine isn't a toxic one," I pass him a smile. "He's different" "Then why are you hiding my truth from him?" He asks abruptly, freezing me.

He too looked charming in his new bib and turkey, but Jina looked exceptional. "Hooray, Wow! You are stunningly beautiful, my dear, extremely gorgeous. He said with raised eyebrows. "I am drooling right now!" He remarked walking gently towards her. "Thanks my sweet charming husband, the most handsome man in the universe," she claimed and gave him a coquettish look. Richard gazes at his adorable wife and then lingered at her neck. He rapidly strode to the drawer which he opened quickly. He thrust his hand in it and got something that he hid behind his back. He looked at Jina and smirked

“Exactly! You dared to bring a woman like this home? Have you been possessed?” “Divorce! Yvonne must divorce him!” Daisy wailed loudly while Philip Carter, my father-in-law, remained silent with a dark expression. His pipe struck the table with a thunderous clatter. Charles kept his head down, and his fists were clenched tight. He did not dare to argue. I listened to the commotion from my room. This was only the beginning. Michelle, your journey of “returning to the primitive” had only just started.

I was overwhelmed by guilt, my conscience cursing me for lying to this man. He held my shoulders, a warm smile on his face as he said. "Thank you for being my wife, Lyra. You will not regret this, I promise," All I saw in his eyes was love and excitement. It was unfortunate he had to fall in love with someone like Lyra who was only after wealth. "Hmm," I managed to smile at him, shrugging his hands off my shoulders and turning away from him uncomfortably. "So, what next now?" I inquired, turning to him.