The Perfect Husband's Secret Novel Novels & Stories

THE UNSEEN HUSBAND Sebastian found the journal by accident. It was three days after the confrontation with Helena, and he'd been looking for a book to read to the children before bed. Alessia had mentioned keeping some books in the chest by the window, so he'd opened it without thinking. Inside, beneath a few worn volumes, was a leather-bound journal. He almost closed the chest immediately—it was clearly private, clearly Alessia's—but the page it was open to caught his eye. Not because of nosiness, but because of the handwriting. The same careful script from the letters Helena had intercepted, but this time formed into poetry.

He had to do a lot of effort to woo her and of course, I, being his sister helped him. And now they are happily engaged and getting married in a month. "Come on we are getting late," Bhai said. "I am on time. I know you can't wait to see her. Just wait for only 30 days, after that you can see her for as long as you wish" I said and winked at him. "Yeah exactly I will see when you will fall for someone," Bhai said. " And I am not falling for anyone," I said in a serious tone.

He is too kind, too gentle, and too understanding about everything. Have you ever met someone so perfect like him? I think his perfection is weird. How can someone not have any flaws? I pick up my phone to call Selene. "Hi bestieeeee..! Dominic said to spend his money in the mall." "Wow, just wow, Lu...! Your husband is awesome, hahaha." "I will pick you up at 11 a.m. I need to go to the parent-teacher meeting at my kid's school." "Ok bye."

He looked at her with obvious eyes that he hoped he wouldn't bother because he would be destroyed. "Is your husband Congressman Joh?" Esteban asked the woman indifferently. The woman frowned because Esteban asked, obviously. "Your husband likes to hook up with rich people because he has lost interest in a husband like you." Everyone was surprised to hear from Esteban. Aurora Chu got even more angry at what Esteban said, she couldn't believe that an ordinary person would say that to her. "Who are you? This woman is my husband's partner!" he shouted. Aling Helya approached Esteban and pulled him.

She couldn't shake the feeling that her life was a lie, that she was trapped in a marriage that was suffocating her. As the evening drew to a close, Julian took Rory's hand and led her out of the ballroom. "I'm so proud of you, Rory," he said, his voice low and husky. "You're always so poised and elegant. You're the perfect wife." Rory felt a surge of resentment at his words. Perfect wife? Was that all she was to him? A trophy to be displayed and admired? But she pushed the feelings aside and smiled up at Julian. "Thank you, darling," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness. "You're always so charming and handsome. You're the perfect husband."

I scoffed That bastard! He was the male version of Cindy; the only thing keeping him in the news were the numerous affairs and scandals he was always in. An absolute disgrace, the asshole didn't even have a type. He is definitely having an affair with his secretary, that little piece of downgrade who couldn't even measure up to his wife in beauty. Good for her anyways, because I was definitely going to fuck her out of her misery. A quickie like we agreed and I will dispose her off, leaving her with the memories of a thrilling experience.

As I came back I felt way better, relaxed, clean, and ready to dive into my purchases. I strapped down, Husband still on a call. I stole a glance of him as he held a document to his eyes. His eyes looked bloody, dark under eyes. His hair had a fair share of tousles. His tie was undone, his shirt ripped open to show his neck. “Yes, I do not want to repeat myself.” Warmth spread, everything about him setting me hot. Never had I imagined myself there, married to such a man. He was powerful, his cologne to be my new weakness.

“Everything is perfect. Thank you for coming into my life, Faith.” "Chloe, it's you who has made everything perfect." I gave her a forced smile, feeling embarrassed by my two silent twins. I knew they were secretly laughing at me, especially Love, who had never been a fan of sweet nothings. Chloe giggled and stood on tiptoe to whisper in my ear. "I still can't believe we're getting married." “Maybe I’m the one you’re gossiping about, huh?” Hope said with a laugh. Chloe laughed too. “Maybe?” she teased.

Wilson continues with a fake smile. Caraline squeezed the hem of the dress to neutralize her anger. "There must be a logical reason why Caraline hid her marriage from us," Catherine said, "I think it was because of her husband's... special condition." "Ah, you're right, Catherine. He even brought his chair to this place. What a considerate man. You can see for yourself." Several large screens suddenly appeared around the room. The screens immediately showed Deric complete with his wheelchair. The room erupted with discordant voices. Deric's handsome looks did nothing to stop the insults.

"You killed her!" Evelyn froze. She fought to sit up, fear evident in her eyes. Tears flowed down her face. "I didn't want this... I love you. I truly love you." Her voice cracked. "What woman would willingly watch the man she loves marry another?" She sobbed helplessly, desperate to find even the smallest mercy from him. However, she forgot one important thing—Adrian had been a dominant force in the business world for years. He was known as the cold prince of Ashbourne and had once been famous for his indifference. He had never genuinely cared about anyone aside from me.