The Secret Wife Makes A Spectacular Comeback

ing the angle of the silverware for the fourth time. The Beef Wellington sat in the center of the table, the golden past

nd rings her friends wore, but it was hers. Three years ago, a justice of the peace in a dusty Nevada courthouse had slipped it o

secret, and secrets ke

marble countertop. The screen

rprise did that husband of

ly across the glass. "The surprise is hi

pent the last month making. She had printed out the few photos they had from that day in Nevada, along with ti

s head snapped up. Her heart did a little flip in her chest. He w

e second voice. H

have to tell

ardwood floor. She stepped back, pressing herself into

he floor. Kendall followed, loosening his tie. He looked exhausted, but

er voice carrying through the open space. "You don't need to b

n leather sofa. He rubbed his temples. "Marcus said it's t

o her fingertips. The album slipped from her grasp. It hit th

leaning. I only agreed to that ridiculous secret marriage because you thought her Ohio relatives had some back-channel

in my bag. My lawyer drafted a tight NDA. We give her a payout, she g

-free for three years. She's been a glorified maid. She should be paying us f

her throat. Tears spilled over her lashes, burning hot against

screen. "It doesn't matter. The priority is the PR campaign with Deirdre

. Planning her eviction like s

someone else, but they held her weight. She wiped her face with the b

d out of t

niversary

room. It didn't sound li

oze with her glass halfway to her lips. T

charming, slightly apologetic smile he used on the re

ooked at the dining table, the candles, the Welli

. He pulled out a thick manila envelope and set it down on the glass s

nd down with undisguised disgust. "

ocked on Kendall. "So that's all I was? A prop?

erent worlds. You don't fit into my life. You never did. You don't understand the industry, yo

. "Your background is a stain, Carma. It doesn't wash ou

lungs. She stared at the man she had loved, the man she had built

of hope in her chest sputtered a

voice was barely a whi