The Wife And Her Secret Novels & Stories

And the love he was showered by her just by seeing him made him feel worse internally. Karan tried to take his hand away from her and even say he is fine. But one glance from her and he gave up with that thought. Don't you dare open your mouth or move. Or your wife might eat alive, his subconscious warns and he freezes. Soon, her secretary came up with a first aid box and she started dressing. When she was done she held the box to her secretary again and left the room without uttering a word. Everyone was so much drowned in their guilt that they didn't move a bit and just stared at her retreating back till she didn't disappear.

“Don't believe whatever she told you. I don't have anything to do with her. She likes me that's all.” Hoping that would convince her. I made a lot of mistakes in my past with women. Everything was because of Nyra. I never regretted it then. Now that she was finally mine. There was no way I would blow it up. “Why should you care? We are not in love, remember? Our marriage is a secret.” “We are husband and wife in secret. In front of the world, we are just two friends. Your cousin doesn't even know what's going on between us, Jayden?”

Her irritation is still present. "That would be a disaster for you. You might not be able to handle the pressure of being my wife. I know that it's hard to control the excitement of letting them know that I'm your husband, but a deal is a deal. We'll keep it a secret, as we have already agreed." She gave him an unbelievable look. He almost sounds as if she's insisting on telling everyone she's his wife. She stopped herself from rebuking his teasing, especially as the elevator opened. She went out quickly. Seeing that he followed her, she faced the man again.

I stated, "You claim you took a shortcut because you wanted to give me a better life. Your shortcut was taking our joint savings to fund a wedding with another man, get pregnant with his child, and use his family to climb the social ladder. "What about after you made it? What were you going to do with me? Do you intend to give me a payout to get rid of me or keep stringing me along as your dirty little secret of an ex-husband? "You ought to stop making yourself sound so full of deep affection and stop treating me like a fool, Queenie. Your version of love is entirely worthless and completely filthy."

"Clarence is one lucky guy. Someone always has his back, no matter how much he screws up. His wife spent millions of dollars on a massive fireworks display just to make him smile. "And now, she's singing to him like a devoted queen. What a life." The atmosphere in the video was vibrant and full of life. Yet for three years, there was nothing but dead silence between us. Even in bed, she refused to let a single sound escape her lips during our most intimate moments. Our sex life was mechanical, and our daily routine was robotic. I was the only lunatic desperately trying to keep this marriage alive. Allison had never been one with high self-control. There was a time when a single smile from me

A sound that made my blood run cold. A woman's laugh. Breathy. Intimate. Then Adrian's voice: "Shh. She's probably still asleep." No. No, he wouldn't. Not here. Not in our apartment. But I already knew he would. Because I'd seen this before. In my first life, in a different place, but the same scene. The same betrayal. I stood slowly, silently. Crept to the balcony door, which I'd left cracked open. And looked inside. They were in the living room. Maribel was bent over the arm of the couch, her leggings pulled down to her thighs. Adrian was behind her, one hand gripping her hip, the other squeezing her breast, his face twisted in pleasure.

If only I had not known she had set this whole thing up, and that I was the target of her scheme. If only I had not known she did all of this for another man. The dream shattered instantly, revealing what it truly was. It was nothing more than a beautifully decorated illusion. I should have seen it clearly from the moment she kept dragging her feet about getting our marriage license. What kind of powerful family would simply ignore someone like me without even mocking or humiliating me? They had only been keeping me around to keep me under control. I sat in the dimly lit living room, staring at the pocket watch Mom had left behind.

“Divorce papers were filed this morning. Anonymously. But the leak is already spreading. Photos from your wedding courthouse. Someone's selling the story—your secret marriage, the hidden wife, the artist who vanished.” Lila felt the world tilt. Victoria's eyes locked on hers. “And they're saying the wife... is you.” The porch light caught the paper in her hand, the bold heading unmistakable: Petition for Dissolution of Marriage. Ethan stared at it, face paling. Lila's whisper barely carried. “Who would do this?” Victoria's gaze hardened. “Someone who wants to destroy you both. And they're just getting started.”

"Tell me! Who's the bitch?" Jacinda demanded. Seeing her face twisted with jealousy, I sneered coldly inside. Betrayal? She actually had the nerve to question me about betrayal? Wasn't she the one who deceived me into marriage to begin with? If Jaden hadn't come knocking on our door, I would never have known she had another family abroad! I hadn't even settled the score with her yet, and here she was accusing me of cheating? The mockery in my eyes was so obvious that Jacinda instinctively looked away. That was when she noticed that she had been unconsciously choking Benson. His face had turned purple, and he was struggling, unable to utter a single word.

"Miss Sasha, forgive me for lying to you for the first time, but I did all this for you." ***San Diego Province Building A008 came from Adam's voice. "Smack!" "Slut, I said that Imelda's illness is getting worse and worse; it turns out that you are the ghost behind your back!" "I'm just such a son, how dare you? How dare you! A middle-aged woman with yellow hair was knocked to the ground, covering half of her face and covered in bruises. This woman is none other than Adam's wife Ivy. Some time ago, Adam's son Imelda suddenly fell ill.