My Husband's Secret

My Husband's Secret

Karina15

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A lie buried deep will eventually be uncovered. A marriage that once seemed perfect is now beginning to crumble. Rafaël, who had secretly hidden the truth, has another wife-and even a child with her. Camila, who had always been loyal and trusting of her husband, is now forced to swallow the bitter truth of Rafaël's betrayal. How will their story unfold? Will it end in happiness, or will it all fall apart? Follow the emotional journey of Rafaël and Camila in this gripping story.

Chapter 1 The Cracks in Perfection

Camila stood by the tall window of their penthouse apartment, gazing blankly at the city lights that shimmered like shattered glass. Everything seemed perfect from the outside. The high-rise, the silent elegance of their home, the illusion of a successful marriage. But perfection, she was learning, could be deceiving.

The silence in the room was heavy, almost cruel. It wrapped around her like a noose, tightening with every breath she took. Rafaël had been acting strange for weeks-detached, colder, constantly distracted. She had tried to brush it off as stress from work. After all, he was a high-profile architect, constantly under pressure, always racing deadlines. But this-this emotional distance-felt different.

Tonight, he was late again. No calls. No messages. Just another vague excuse she knew she'd hear when he eventually walked through that door.

Camila glanced down at her wedding ring, a delicate band of platinum and diamonds. It used to mean something. It used to represent promises, love, safety. Now, it felt like a lie wrapped around her finger.

The sound of the door unlocking snapped her out of her thoughts. She turned, forcing a smile she didn't feel.

"You're late," she said softly.

Rafaël looked exhausted, his dark hair tousled, the first few buttons of his shirt undone. He didn't meet her eyes as he walked in and tossed his keys onto the marble counter.

"I had a meeting," he mumbled, heading straight to the fridge.

"At ten at night?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

His shoulders tensed. "It ran late."

Camila studied him. He wasn't even trying anymore. No warmth, no explanations, just distance. She stepped closer, her fingers curling around the edge of the kitchen island.

"You smell like perfume," she said, not accusing, just stating a fact.

Rafaël froze. For a second, the air between them crackled with something sharp and dangerous. Then he turned, his expression unreadable.

"It must've been someone from the meeting," he said coolly, brushing past her.

She watched him disappear into the bedroom, and for the first time in their five-year marriage, she didn't follow. She just stood there, alone, wrapped in a silence that screamed everything he refused to say.

The next morning, Camila couldn't sleep. The doubts, the fears-they were no longer whispers in her mind. They were screaming.

She picked up her phone and dialed the number she had saved weeks ago but never dared to call: Elira-her best friend and, lately, the only person she could trust with her suspicions.

"Elira, I need your help," she said as soon as the call connected.

There was a pause. "Cam, what's wrong?"

"I think Rafaël is hiding something from me. I don't have proof, but... I feel it. It's like he's here but not really. And last night, he came home smelling like someone else's perfume."

Elira sighed. "I told you to trust your gut. Do you want me to find out what he's doing?"

Camila hesitated. She didn't want to be that wife-the one who hired someone to dig into her husband's life. But she was also tired of the gnawing feeling inside her chest.

"Yes," she whispered. "I need to know."

Two days later, the truth came crashing down like a storm.

Elira came to her apartment with a flash drive. Her hands were trembling as she gave it to Camila.

"You need to see this for yourself," she said.

Camila's heart pounded as she plugged it into her laptop. The screen came alive with photos-grainy, taken from a distance, but unmistakable. There was Rafaël, smiling-a smile she hadn't seen in months-walking beside a woman. Tall, elegant, with long auburn hair. She wasn't just a random fling.

There were more photos: Rafaël holding a little boy-no older than three-with dark curls and the same eyes as him.

Camila's hand flew to her mouth. Her knees buckled. She couldn't breathe.

"No..." she choked. "No, this can't be..."

Elira knelt beside her. "Her name is Amara. She's a ballet instructor. They've been seeing each other for years. And the boy... his name is Elias. Rafaël is his father."

Camila's world collapsed in that moment. The man she loved, the life she built, the marriage she believed in-it had all been a beautiful lie.

She sat frozen, unable to cry, unable to scream. Her whole body went numb.

"He has a whole other family," she whispered.

Elira didn't say anything. She just sat there, quietly holding Camila's hand as the truth devoured her from the inside out.

When Rafaël came home that night, Camila was waiting for him.

He opened the door like he always did, loosening his tie, unaware that everything had changed.

She didn't greet him. She didn't ask how his day was. She simply stood by the window, facing away from him.

"Where were you tonight?" she asked, her voice calm. Too calm.

He paused. "Meeting. Why?"

She turned around slowly, her eyes hollow.

"Was Elias there too?"

The silence that followed was unbearable.

Rafaël froze, his face paling. "Camila..."

She held up her hand. "Don't. Just answer me. Is he your son?"

He didn't speak. He didn't have to. The silence told her everything.

Camila nodded slowly, her heart breaking with every beat.

"You could've told me. You could've chosen honesty. But instead, you built a life on lies."

"I didn't want to hurt you," he whispered.

She laughed, bitter and raw. "You didn't want to hurt me? Rafaël, you were living a double life! You have a child with another woman. How long did you think you could hide that?"

He looked at her, guilt etched into every line of his face.

"I never stopped loving you, Camila."

She stepped back, tears finally streaming down her cheeks.

"But you loved her too, didn't you?"

He didn't answer.

And that silence-once again-was the cruelest truth of all.

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Chapter 1 The Cracks in Perfection

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Chapter 2 Camila didn't sleep that night

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Chapter 3 Time to breathe

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Chapter 4 You just hurt me

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Chapter 5 Camila found herself retreating further into herself

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Chapter 6 The thought of it made her feel sick

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Chapter 7 despite her efforts

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Chapter 8 It felt like the floor beneath her had fallen away

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Chapter 9 She didn't scream

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Chapter 10 The bell above the door jingled softly

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Chapter 11 Instead

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Chapter 12 walked away

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Chapter 13 not even for a second

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Chapter 14 Elias was still asleep

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Chapter 15 A future with you

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Chapter 16 at least for now

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Chapter 17 It's about your father

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Chapter 18 I'll explain everything

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Chapter 19 thick and uncomfortable

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Chapter 20 how to take them down

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Chapter 21 everywhere she turned

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Chapter 22 Every step she took

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Chapter 23 his presence both a comfort

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Chapter 24 Cordero had become increasingly defensive

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Chapter 25 yet they remained chaotic and unorganized,

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Chapter 26 Camila had always been a woman of action

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Chapter 27 Sacrifice

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Chapter 28 Let's destroy everything he's built

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Chapter 29 Now we strike

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Chapter 30 What she had once believed

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