President's Secret Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But the story already had. 'Billionaire CEO Lied About Knowing His Ex-Wife Was Pregnant! 'Patrick Montgomery Betrayed by Giselle Von Howard? Or the Other Way Around?' 'Von Howard Heiress Plays Chess While Ex-Husband Tries to Stay in the Game' It was a nightmare. And the worst of it? I couldn't even deny the voicemail. Because she had proof. I let out a breath and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Get rid of them. No comments today."

Lucien said slowly, every word heavy with warning, “about insulting my wife.” The room froze. I felt my breath catch in my throat. He said it so clearly, so firmly. My wife. Whispers rose outside. People looked at each other in shock, some even covering their mouths. Lucien never showed his private life, never gave anyone a chance to gossip about him. And now, here he was, declaring me openly, without shame, without fear. Vanessa’s painted smile faltered. “Y-your wife?” she stammered, then quickly laughed to cover her mistake. “Lucien, don’t be silly. Everyone knows this marriage won’t last. She’s not… she’s not even your type. You probably—”

But like I said, it only happened three times: one in her office, the first time I seduced her, it basically happened on her desk; the second was when the president left to crown some mayor or so; she stayed behind pretending to be sick and insisted to the president that I stay with her. I really thought she was sick, only for her to seduce me that night, and I regret saying this, but, well, it happened in their bed. Now nothing could be hidden from the president. I mean, there were like personal guards who were my friends and sure betrayed me, but what did the president do? Act like he never heard of it. I even remember when I first wanted to quit, how he begged that I could have his wife w

"You went dark. People notice when the CEO vanishes for days. I was... concerned." Lila caught the flicker in Victoria's eyes—something almost like regret. The woman who'd once worn Ethan's ring publicly, who'd graced red carpets on his arm. The one the tabloids had mourned when their engagement ended. Lila had always wondered if Victoria still carried a torch. Now she wondered if that torch had just been used to set everything ablaze. "I need to see the article," Lila said, voice steadier than she felt. Victoria pulled out her phone, tapped the screen, and handed it over. The headline screamed in bold: BILLIONAIRE ETHAN BLACKWOOD'S SECRET MARRIAGE EXPOSED: ARTIST WIFE HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT?

So that was the duty of a Don's wife—to bleed, to sacrifice, and then watch her husband protect another woman. But I didn't argue. I kept my face blank and handed him the document. "Alexander, I need your signature on this." Alexander trusted me implicitly. I was his Consigliere; my decisions never missed. He didn't even glance at the content. He just took the pen and signed his name at the bottom. "What’s the rush?" he asked casually as he signed. "Just some financial restructuring for the Family," I lied smoothly, taking the papers back. After signing, Alexander leaned in to kiss me, likely trying to appease me.

A black Maybach car stopped in front of the Welfare Institute. Son Ba Mirabel elegantly got out of the car, followed the man who immediately went up and knocked on the heavy iron door. "Excuse me, who are you looking for?" A middle-aged woman who opened the door looked slightly startled at this noble-dressed woman. "I'm looking for your Abbot Trovica." Son Ba Mirabel slowly opened her mouth, at any moment, she was elegant and noble, even if she did not use any tricks. “Ah, come in. President Qin has just returned from the hospital, so I'll inform you an hour in advance." "No need, just lead the way, I want to go find her directly." Son Ba Mirabel in a place with a spirit that does not allow

Nica exclaimed. While Eloisa and Nica were talking. Jayson suddenly woke up. Jayson heard some part of the conversation between the two women. He pretended that he was still asleep while the two women were inside his room. He kept on listening to what the two were talking about. The main topic is him. “I'm his wife on paper". That's what Eloisa said. “But, you already married him. So now he can call you his wife." Nica corrects what Eloisa said.

The three of them walk into the elevator and went to the top of the floor. At the top of the Lee tower only consist of director's office from a few division and Richard's office. In front of each director's offices, they have a counter desk assigns for each of their secretaries. Including Richard's office. "Welcome back, President." a beautiful woman with long hair and red velvet lipstick said with a soft voice. "Secretary Wen, this is my wife Hai Rin. Rin, she's Miss Ming Wen, my secretary." Richard said with a plain voice. In an instant, Wen's face turns a bit reddened. She was suppressing her anger in her heart. She knew that Richard was looking for someone to be his wife since she accide

The poor woman even bent over and clutched her stomach. Sean glanced over his shoulder at his nagging secretary. Luckily she was a hardworking woman and always helped Sean at the right time, so that her position still in place, but the noise of her high heels sometimes made Sean wanted to bang his head on the desk. He should have just ordered her to go look for the prehistoric stuff out there so he wouldn’t be interrupted, and so he would have plenty of time when he came to the pantry. After her breathing returned to normal, Altha lifted her body and looked at the couple in front of her with a surprised look.

I even have no clue if he knows I am gay. My father is the president of this country, the Philippines. He was elected last May 2012 with a five million votes difference from his female competitor, Jacinta Tiangco, who is now living her best life in Japan. We were already expecting him to win that year since he got the hearts of millions of Filipinos because of his countless advocacies that are mainly focused on the environment and economy.