My Secret Husband Novels & Stories

I was about to push it open when a man in a light gray shirt stepped out first. I took one look and knew he was exactly the type Serena Vaughn would like—clean-cut, composed, carrying himself with quiet steadiness. “And you are?” he asked. His eyes swept quickly over Ethan in my arms, and his expression shifted. “I’m Serena’s husband, Lucas Drake,” I said evenly. “I came to see how my wife managed to sign herself as a family member to your child.” A nurse pushed a treatment cart past us in the hallway, and several family members chatted nearby.

I nodded and he further continued. “No one will know you are my wife. The fact that I got married will be released in public but who is my wife will remain a secret. You will be gone after a year. There is no need to come in public eyes.” He spoke with disdain in his voice making me frown at his dry tone. Is being my husband that shameful for him? Not wanting to give him any satisfaction I nodded speaking, “yeah, I also don’t want to tell anyone about me being married apart from people who know already.”

If Vold was her husband, the marriage no longer seemed like a trap – it had stopped feeling like that for a while now. She smiled back. “No more secrets.”

I can't force Keeion to remember me. I just forgot about it. I will really get angry with him once he remembers me again. I’m going to run away because he doesn’t remember me! Even if I say I’m his wife, he still doesn’t believe it. It was as if I was forcing myself on him even though I felt he was not comfortable with me. I was secretly hurt but I kept it to myself. I don't want to step on him. He didn't even hit me when I lost my memory.

“You don’t get to stand here and act like a victim, Victoria. You knew exactly what this engagement was.” " Just stop playing the victim here Victoria" he said not turning to look at her. " Oh wow I'm playing the victim you say. Drake you know, I agreed to all this for your image but I won't let you humiliate me. What do you want people to think of le when they find out about your "Secret"? Worst of it all with your office boy" She said her nose flaring in anger. " Leave! I said leave Victoria! I'm not having this conversation with you."

My head was spinning, and I grabbed my purse tighter, hoping that would help me somehow. The chair turned around, and I saw my husband's face. The same face that was haunting my dreams. The same face I saw smiling at the other woman just a few days ago. But that was not my husband. The man in the chair wore a costly suit and a watch worth at least a couple thousand dollars. I felt like a waste out of the air, I could not catch my breath. My Alex. Alex Foster. The Alexander Foster. " That is my biggest secret, Millie. The one I was keeping away from you. I am sorry." I heard Alex's voice, but my brain was right now, too foggy to react.

To the world, my husband is getting married for the first time while I've been his secret wife for three years. *Finally the two lovers are together* *I knew love will always win* The comments kept coming, praising Clara and Vaelor on their engagement. I couldn't concentrate in class anymore, so I took an excuse from the lecturer and stormed out before the tears would spill. I ran into the bathroom. I didn't hold my tears; I let them pour freely as I remembered all I've sacrificed for my husband. For three years, I've been a devoted Luna. His secret wife. And had sacrificed half of my life for him.

So that girl had been taking a picture, after all! The headline of the article stood out in big bold letters. Hatfield Heir Secretly Married To His Secretary!

I just heard Hector laugh, so I tightened my grip on him. "Ask Dad why I came here, fucker. And Solei is not a lie. It's true that she's my wife. We got married the night of her bachelor's party. Truth fucking hurts, right?" Hector finally said, surprising everyone, even me. The night at the party deepened. I remained seated on one side, watching as various businesspersons approached and talked to Hector. Despite engaging in conversations, he didn't let go of my hand, as if ensuring I wouldn't feel out of place after the earlier confrontation.

My soul left my body the moment I saw his face, but what broke me entirely was the words from my husband: “Mi Vida, my half-brother Nicholas Ace.” My breath seized, the world stopped spinning, and he had a damn smile on his face, like he had not just fucked me minutes ago. My husband’s half-brother is my secret lover.