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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.

"Of course. I don't think they ever had anything in common. Just money." "His wife is very pretty. But you can see she's too clever and cunning." "Yes. But the most important thing now is that Adelard has started making soap again. Doesn't that mean he didn't want to give all his factory to her at all?" "That's right. It's all strange."

“Maybe you should do something then.” He leaned back into his seat. “You should consider telling me what you want. It's been a while since I've experienced betrayal within blood.” Bile rose in my throat. “Blood? You mean family? I don't have one.” His brows shot up. “I'm listening.” “It's really none of your business—” “I'm also getting cheated on by your sister, so I get it.” I almost froze upon realization. He had no idea this wasn't the first time he was revealing my husband's affair to me.

“You dont fucking know that! I'm your wife. Im your fucking wife. I'm supposed to be your wife. I'm supposed to be your partner. I'm supposed to be there for you guys. But no. You guys didn't come to me. You guys didn't ask me for help. No. You push me away. You run away. You left me alone. And you came to your ex wife, and you guys kissed her. How does that make sense?” Shaking my head at them once more, I turn away from them for a moment before facing them once more. “You guys claim that I have made you guys strong. You guys claim that loving me has made you guys stronger. I think you guys are wrong. I think i was fucking wrong. Loving you guys has not made me stronger. It's made me the pa

Her lies, spewed under the cover of being a reporter, made me tremble with rage. "You're lying through your teeth! Wilson is my husband, not yours." Rowena Jones paused, then smirked like she had caught me in a slip-up. "Wilson's your husband? Prove it." "I..." "Here's my marriage certificate with Wilson. Got anything like that?" She waved two certificates from her bag, flaunting them for me and the camera to see. A chill ran through me. How on earth did she have a marriage certificate with Wilson?

Something didn’t add up. Adrian Blackwell built his empire on instincts sharper than knives, and right now those instincts told him his wife — the woman who had barged into his life with fiery defiance — was hiding something. And Adrian Blackwell did not like secrets. Upstairs, Elena closed her sketchbook and tucked it under the mattress, unaware that downstairs, the man she married was already starting to unravel her carefully guarded mystery. The game between them was no longer just about marriage, pride, or control. It was about truth. And neither of them had ever been the type to back down.

She had nothing to do at home and she was sure Lyla wouldn't talk to her throughout the entire day and as for her mother, she would prefer to stay far away from her until her father finally returns. She let out a sigh, stood up, walked towards her door and locked it. She squatted down, stretching her hand underneath her bed to reach the book she had carefully hidden there. After much struggle she was able to reach the book. Her lips curved into a sly smile, holding the book so preciously in her hand. She laid on her bed, admiring the book. She had bought this book back then to know more about what happens between a man and a woman during their wedding night. Surprisingly, it wasn't only a bo

My mind raced with conflicting emotions – anger, heartbreak, and a profound sense of betrayal. I hesitated, considering whether to make them aware of my presence, but a second thought held me back. Instead, I quietly left. Their moans echoed in my ears as I closed the door behind me. My mother had never supported my marriage to Maxwell. In defiance, I had severed ties with her. The sacrifices we make for love. I brushed away the tears streaming down my face, a mixture of heartache and regret. The possibility of Ava and Maxwell being involved wasn't a shock; it seemed like an ongoing betrayal behind my back. The weight of deception sank in, leaving me grappling with a sense of numbness.

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