Our Secret Marriage Novel Novels & Stories

She put to bed a happy baby boy, who looked more chubbier than his elder sister did and he ended up buying the heart of everyone as well. Their lives were blessed as they lived in the most happiest moments of their lives forever. Their love started with a SECRET at first but it was a beautiful COUNTRY ROMANCE. THE END.

“No way! Last Valentine’s Day, I saw him give that beautiful patient a huge bouquet of roses. They looked so sweet together. I bet they’ll get married soon.” “Maybe we’ll see the billionaire reveal his secret lover in the headlines any day now,” they giggled expectantly. My steps froze. My heart twisted with a sharp stab of pain. My marriage to Sebastian was a secret, by contract. We never appeared together in public. No one knew he and I were married except our families and close friends. My mom had hated the idea of me marrying him under a contract, she said I deserved to marry for true love, but she knew I’d been in love with Sebastian since high school, so I was willing to take any kind

When she finally shoved her chair back and muttered an excuse before storming out, I knew I’d struck exactly where I wanted to. A small smirk tugged at my lips as I rose to my feet. “I’ll go talk to her,” I said lightly. My aunt barely glanced up. Her husband nodded absently. Lily didn’t suspect a thing. They never did. Hell, they didn’t even know I was married, and that was by design. My marriage to Carla had never been meant for public consumption. It had served me much better as a secret. Outside, the cool evening breeze hit my face, carrying the familiar scent of fresh flowers and damp earth. The house looked exactly as it had years ago, frozen in time.

His green eyes were fixed on Damien’s who was a prey toying with its predator. “It's been a while, hubby” The single sentence landed on Damien like a punch which was heavy. The word was a gut punch. Damien clenched his jaw. No one knew. No one could know. Their marriage—buried in secrecy, hidden from the world—was supposed to be a ghost of the past. Yet here Lucas stood, breathing life into a scandal Damien couldn’t afford. “Lucas,” Damien said, keeping his voice even. “I was never expecting you here.”

“He inherited Valenrose Suites from his family, but he built it into the empire it is today. Then, Valenrose was just a normal hotel—just a 2-star hotel—but he turned it into what it is today, making it a five-star hotel. He doesn’t attend social functions unless absolutely necessary. Even when he attends one, he goes alone. No female companions. He doesn’t entertain rumors, and he hates incompetence.” She blinked. “How do you know all that?” I smiled, lowering my gaze. “People talk. If you listen long enough, you learn things.” But that wasn’t the truth. Not really. The truth was something I had never told anyone here. Not even her. The truth was… He’s my husband. Yes, he is mine. The husba

But she held her head high, pretending this was all part of the plan. The lobby was stark and impersonal, washed in the pale glow of fluorescent lights. The faint hum of an old ceiling fan, mingling with the distant click of keyboards, only made the moment feel more unreal. At the counter, the clerk looked up, startled, taking in the sight of them. Sophia was certain the woman’s wide-eyed stare was shock. Liam cleared his throat awkwardly, forcing a casual smile. “We, uh… we’d like to get married,” he said calmly, stealing what seemed like a reassuring glance at Sophia.

They had always kept in touch despite Isla moving with her parents to somewhere in the big city of Mexican state which was far from where Ann was but they hadn't drifted. “But it's necessary, you say so yourself remember,” Ann smiled at the memory, “I got to look the prettiest for my potential male.” Although Isla hid it well, the small smile at the corner of her lips didn't miss Ann's knowing gaze. “Well it doesn't imply for you anymore, you're married.” Ann's smile wavered at the reminder but she kept the smile fixed in place. “Yeah whatever, It's not stopping anything,” she said stubbornly, stepping into the room fully.

If Ethan ever finds me here, it's going to mark the beginning of the third world war. And my marriage? It will be on the brink of collapsing. Ethan won't trust me anymore. He will believe I'm having a secret affair with Paul, his cousin. From wanting to save my marriage to the point of getting kicked out and losing everything I ever worked for. I never prayed for a time like this. I may need more than just a miracle to scale through this phase.

And most importantly… Why did my heart react so strongly whenever he came close to me? I slowly leaned my head against the car window, watching the city lights blur past. Nothing about this marriage made sense anymore. Not the old billionaire. Not the strange wedding tradition. Not the blindfold. Not the mysterious young man. Everything felt like a carefully hidden secret. The moment the car stopped in front of the mansion, my chest tightened uneasily. The huge building looked colder tonight. Almost suffocating. I stepped out of the car slowly and walked inside. The servants bowed respectfully as I passed, but their eyes carried strange pity.As though they knew something I didn’t. That feeli

I continued, "I ignored my parents' objections and traveled thousands of miles from my hometown just to be here and marry Queenie. "I was wearing this off-white suit I have on right now when I went to the city hall to register our marriage back then. Queenie and I then moved into a tiny, cramped rental apartment together and started our lives as a married couple." In that instant, the guests broke out into an absolute uproar. "She told me that she was being transferred out of the city for work a year ago and that she would be able to save up enough for a down payment by the time she got back.