Novel & Cerita The Wife And Her Secret

I said, and he laughed. “Mister, can I tell you a secret?” I asked. “Go ahead,” “You are no fun, I will keep it to myself,” I hissed drunkenly. “Tell me,” he said. “My husband….. cheated on me, I caught him in the act… with my personal maid on our matrimonial bed,” I whispered to him. “What?” He knitted his eyebrows. “Shush,you can't shout, it's top secret,” I laughed. “Are you being serious?” He asked. “That won't be a joke, I worked so hard to build that marriage, but a maid just snatched it from me…… wait..” I paused, and I started feeling my boobs and a** .

I tell her. When I got back, I checked out joint account to see if I needed to send her anymore money, imagine my shock when I realize she hasn’t spent a cent of it in years. “I’ve noticed you haven’t used the money from our joint account.” I mention. She nods. “Yes, I got an admin job a few years ago after I got my degree, so I’ve been using that money for groceries.” She says looking down at her hands. I sigh, not saying anything. Olivia always assumes she’s a bother to me. Though we’ve only spent one night together and made our daughter, she’s still my wife and I’ve been faithful to her.

I had been his wife, his equal partner, and yet I had been framed by the very people who should have trusted me. "Let’s try the Westbrook server again," Elias said, his voice suddenly decisive. "We might be able to find something hidden there." The idea of breaking into the Westbrook system again felt wrong, but I pushed the unease aside. I had no choice. Selene had been manipulating every part of our lives—our marriage, our business, our reputation—and I wouldn’t let her win.

At a point that Claire never realized would come in her life, for a moment, it crossed her head about the happiness in her past, longing, and fate playing tricks on her. With a heavy heart, she comes to the conclusion that she has always denied for the past month that she… has fallen in love with a man who has her past. She fell in love with a man who tricked her—played and betrayed her with painful lies. She fell in love with this man… with a man who was on his knees in despair after all the destruction that had come to their lives. She fell in love with this man... her husband and all the secrets he had.

The entire room was holding its collective breath as he spoke the words that destroyed my world into smithereens. "Wait…," he stuttered, stunned. "I recognize you." I could sense Nicholas's body tauten beside me. Vincent stepped forward, his gaze on my face as if to confirm his deduction. "You're… you're Patrick Hilton's ex-wife. The slave wife." Those Words stabbed me like a knife. There was silence in the room. Silence that killed. Then there was muttering. "Patrick Hilton's slave wife?" "Marry him on a contract?" "Is she? She was a servant?"

"She probably had countless abortions. Anthony must've been desperate to sleep with her." "Anthony dumped his wife for her. I heard that his wife's mom died because of them. Well, karma's arrived." "He's a typical gold digger! He thought he had great potential, but he's nothing without his wife's family's support. It's too late for him now." On the day we proceeded with the divorce, Anthony looked utterly defeated. He stared at me and scowled. "Shirley, you did this to punish me. Are you happy now?"

First day at her job. She hasn’t even officially started yet, and one of the most important secrets that she would like to keep a secret is already known. Belle was too stunned to react to this random stranger she didn't recognize. “Do we know each other?” “I know you.” “I don’t know you,” Belle replied. She wanted to sound convincing and not the least bothered. Even to her own ears, she didn’t sound like it. She wasn’t doing anything wrong, but she didn’t want to experience the possible effects of the other employee knowing that she’s married to Nikolai.

Ramon followed after me and I could hear whispers in the crowd. My ears then caught, "He still can't do that to a woman. Just because she wiped his cloth clean for him?" I paused making Ramon skid to a halt as well. I turned to the talker and she immediately hid her face. "My wife wouldn't like another woman's hand all over my body. More especially from someone with a dream as dirty as hers." "Did he just say wife?!" "He's married?!" "When?" "It has to be a secret marriage."

He walk away from me like I wasn't his wife. However, he is right. We might be married but he would never love me. For him, what we did was just a ordinary s*x and not making love at all. For him, I wasn't special at all. But for him, I am willing to risk it all. Matthew won't never love me. He can't show me to the world and proudly says that I'm his wife. Cause I am Tyra Louise Skyler-Grey, the billionaire's secret wife.