My Husbands Secretary Thought I Was His Mistress Novels & Stories

"My husband is in there?" Mark still needs to answer Sarah's question. "You can't answer because my husband is in a meeting?" Sarah asked. "Actually…Mr. Williams." Sarah immediately realized that Edgar's secretary's chair was empty and unoccupied. Could it be that her husband's mistress was his secretary? But isn't the secretary a middle-aged married woman? Edgar's tastes couldn't be so low as to have an affair with an old married woman. "Hello, Uncle. I want to meet Daddy," said Eric to Mark.

I haven't met my husband's secretary. "Hon, may I know what kind of secretary you qualified? If she's not as clumsy and stupid as the last one, I bet she came from a prestigious family and school. I saw him avoiding my gaze and fidgeting his hands. I know my husband so well. He's like that when he's hiding something from me. " Yeah, she's better. Why do you mention her? It's odd to have interest with my secretary." He said while taking off his suit.

Kate observed and knew that someone had gotten their hands on the copy of it. “My husband is in the hospital because of that manuscript,” Kate said sympathetically. “It’s only him madam,” The secretary said unconvincingly. Kate was reminded of her pupils, when they were not telling the truth. They had the habit of biting their nails and fidgeting. That was exactly what the secretary was doing. “Isn’t my husband your friend?” Kate asked. The secretary nodded. “Help me help him,” Kate asked. “I can lose my job madam.”

Please, let me enter your life again. "It's just that," he started again, "I was shocked earlier when I found out I have already my secretary." My brows rose. I knew. He already had one before. Her name was Vanessa, a thirty-year old woman who had four kids. She was serving my husband for almost two years so I could say her loyalty to him was priceless. "So, you are rejecting me now?" My voice was sarcastic. "Okay. I am fine with that. After all..." After all I was nothing but a mere stranger to you. "After all, your current secretary don't deserves to be fired just because of me acting so foolishly."

Grandfather stares at me for a moment too long before he speaks. “You said she was your secretary.” He doesn’t sound mad or disappointed. It’s not like I couldn’t sleep with whoever I wanted to anyway but it feels shameful to do it under the same roof with him. Not to mention how she is a mere secretary. “She is. This…this was a mistake.” He frowns, “Mistake? Is that what you’re going to tell her later?” “I don’t know, okay? I just…I don’t even know how we ended up in bed together. It’s driving me insane.”

"Are you serious? You don't know what you're saying—" "But I heard everything right! Ayanna is pregnant with your child. You're here to make me your mistress. All I wanted was a quiet life, but you've been troubling me ever since then! I would've been content if not… if we hadn't accidentally gotten married! I wouldn't be in this situation if not…" My words choked off as my chest tightened. I hastily wiped away my tears and walked on, feeling the weight of my vulnerability. Fear gripped my heart, but I couldn't express it because he was the cause of it all.

"Upstairs, I believed your words. Because I also thought the same. I hope Daisy sees this comment and finds evidence of her husband transferring assets and evidence of her husband spending money on his mistress. Only then can she successfully recover her own money." *** Daisy's husband felt as if he was in a cold hell, enduring the torment from the depths of hell. He fully realized how absurd his mistakes were. He wanted to make up for his mistakes, and the first thing he did was to go to the secretary to retrieve the marital assets. The secretary glared at him with angry eyes and shouted, "I have borne a bad reputation for you. Now I dare not even go out, and you want to break up with me? A

Why would his secretary call that woman his wife if there was really nothing going on between them? "Honey, please say something." He held my hand as he said to me softly. "What am I supposed to believe now, Derek? Your secretary told me that you were married to another woman, and she thought I was just your mistress. I was still finding it hard to believe, but you walked in, holding hands and laughing with another woman. What am I supposed to believe now?" I yanked his hands off, shaking my head as I stepped away from him.

I had been trying not to think about that. “You know I had no intention of making her feel bad,” I said, guilt prickling under my skin. “But thinking about what I saw at their house… I just felt disgusted. I couldn't hide it.” “You saw something?” Rowan asked, brows raising. I exhaled sharply. “I caught the husband and the secretary in the act. And I'm sure she has no idea they're playing house behind her back.” “What!” Rowan’s voice shot up. “Yeah,” I muttered. “And honestly? The man was older than her. I don't get why she's chosen someone like that.”

Disbelieving what my eyes saw, I immediately left the room without a single word. A few minutes later as I sat in the living room, trying to process the obscene scene earlier, I heard deliberate footsteps approaching from the stairs. Camellia Kingston, my secretary and my husband, Keaton walked with a slow stride to the living room and even chatted discreetly. I didn't believe my eyes. All the years of my marriage, I have heard couples complaining about their cheating spouse. But I was oblivious to all of that because of Keaton's loyalty to me and our son.