My Secret Husband 소설 & 이야기

He turned me in his arms, just enough so I could see the wicked glint in his eyes. “Fucking you with your husband next to us.”, he whispered "Oh wow", I breathed the moment he said those words. The possibility of that happening sent shivers down my spine....I was a bit too excited for that but the excitement didn't last for long as the word "husband" reminded me of the divorce papers. Of course, he was still my husband...at least until I got the papers. “Right… my husband,” I muttered, “But I need to cook,” I protested weakly.

" I know this might come as a shock to you but I have to tell you since it's gotten to this. I swear i was going to tell you earlier but it always skipped my mind," She gave me a questioning look. "Eric is my husband." I took in a deep breath, i told her the truth. She gave me a 'are you crazy' look. " Stop being delusional Abbi. He is married and I'm sure he doesn't plan on taking a second wife. Moreover, I'm sure if his wife comes to know about whatever it is going on between you and her husband, hell will break loose." She said not even considering that what I said was true.

The smile froze on Mia's face before she asked cautiously, "Did you two get into another fight? Tell me what happened. I'll straighten her out for you." Watching her pat her chest defensively for me made my eyes sting. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Cynthia had secretly had a child with her ex-husband and kept it from me for five whole years. Right then, the ward door swung open. A little boy came bursting into the room. It took me only a second to recognize him as Theo. Sure enough, Cynthia walked in right behind him. "Granny! Mommy and I came to see you!" Mia's face instantly lit up. She pulled Theo into her arms, showering him with kisses. "My sweet boy, it's been so l

The fallout between George and me had already stirred buzz, so the follow-up drew eager eyes. The netizens were stunned by the revelations. [Classic freeloader! His wife wanted nothing material, yet he hid his income to fund his brother endlessly. What more is there to say?] [The wife had saintly patience. I'd have turned against him ages ago. If this guy loves his brother that much, why not just marry him?] [Am I alone in seeing beyond family disparities? That aside, this guy publicly smears his wife while profiting off her pain. That's vile enough.]

My dear wife made a deal with Mike and Sylvia… I put my son inheritance on the line and made him marry by the age of 30 years old… The time was slowly approaching and my wife and Sylvia were friends… They created an alliance without either of our knowledge… My son meet your daughter by coincidence and he decided to marry Asia… After the marriage announcement your sister became outraged… She had already threatened three board members Abby’s now my secretary has gone missing.. My secretary held a lot of personal information… We are assuming she may be dead.. Asia was shocked to hear this information was her husband keeping secrets… So you come here to ask for help against my sister.. On a norm

Michael stared at her, unblinking. “…What?” Vivian grinned. “Marriage, Michael. You know, ‘I do,’ some cake, a wedding dress—” Michael cut her off. “Yes.” Vivian’s mouth opened, then closed. “Wait. What?” “Yes,” he repeated. “But in secret. No one can know.” Her eyes widened. “Ooooh, a secret marriage. How mysterious. How scandalous. How—” She gasped, clasping her hands together. “Are we having a forbidden romance?”

“Not yet.” I stepped back into the shadows, retreating before they could notice me. My mind was spinning. Who was Adam? Why was his name a weapon? And why was my husband keeping him in the dark? I realized then that the contract was the least of my problems. I was living in a house built on a secret, and Adam was the key to the man I had married. I was not just his wife anymore. I was a woman who was going to tear this house apart until I found the truth.

“I do. If Dave turned out to be an asshole, I might divorce him in the few first months. But he didn’t, and that made me grow feelings for him.” “Wait. You said divorce him?” Anna’s face went pale as soon as she realized her mistake. She shouldn’t blow up her own secret—it remained secret because she thought there wasn’t an urgency to tell Rebecca and Matt soon. “Is there something you hide from me?” Rebecca asked again after finding out her odd reaction. Anna flashed her an apologetic smile. There was no use hiding it anymore because they would know, or she would tell them the truth soon. “I’m married, Bec.”

"Yes, I'm married." Christian was surprised. "Are you serious? Why haven't I ever seen your husband drive you here?" Anastasia smiled mysteriously, as if she had a secret only she knew. "My husband is very private. He doesn't want to be published, he prefers to stay behind the scenes." Christian became more and more curious. "Who is he? I mean, I have to know. Who is the lucky man who married Anastasia Noire?" Anastasia chuckled, seeing Christian's growing curiosity. "His name is Max."

Though I did secretly wish he would call me his, but for pride, not status. With trembling hands, I knocked on the dark wooden door. I heard him murmuring into the phone. I didn’t want to interrupt and thought this was an excellent opportunity to ensure things didn’t drag on. "Bradley?" I called. The murmuring ceased, and I almost heard the sigh he let out. "Come in." His incredibly deep voice only made me more nervous. I smoothed my clothes and buttoned my dark coat before turning the handle. My lips were dry, and a chill ran down my spine as I found my husband behind his desk. His eyes rose to meet mine, along with his arched brow as he looked me over from head to toe.