icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

His Secret Wife, Her Public Shame

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1048    |    Released on: 29/07/2025

ge. Her designated spot was empty, but next to it, in

n't at a late-night

m inside the car. A muffled cry. Followe

ward the tinted windows of the Maybach. The glass was dark, bu

ered i

, his shirt unbuttoned, his face a mask of cold fury. Kneeli

er belt in his hand.

snarl, devoid of any of the affection he usually showed her

aring a white dress, one of Cecil's favorites, a

" he hissed, his voice dripping with contempt

vanna's back. She cried ou

nger practiced and demure, but raw with terror.

"You love my money. You love the life I g

e I allow it. You look like her because I paid for it. You

treaming down her face. "I'm

g to subside, replaced by a dark, preda

, his voice changing again, becoming soft an

re about power than passion. The car began to rock gently,

ss to the sordid scene. It was hor

He used her. He abused her. He saw her as an object

s of pleasure. They were the sounds of submissio

ne else. He had replaced her because he wanted a version of her that was c

in the face of his monstrous ego. The man she thought was her protect

choing in the silent garage. She didn't feel an

ack. She cried, not for the loss of his love,

Cecil looked like a ghost. H

ng. "Congratulations, Dr. Farley! The board has approved your pr

r. A few days ago, this news would have been a dream co

They went to a nearby restaurant, a place

e there. He had arra

alent and dedication. She smiled, she thanked them,

ward for her hard work. It was blood money. Cleve's

ulations, Dr. Farley," she said, her smile back in place, the bruis

Ivanna's. The touch made her want to recoil. She f

ed herself to go to the restroom.

uldn't stop herself. It was like picking at a wound, a s

allway near the restrooms. The

oice a low growl as he pressed Ivanna against th

whispered, her voice bre

clinging kiss. He responded,

il knew, but a possessive, controlling master. And Ivanna was not t

all as their bodies moved against it, the sou

ce, listening to the final, undeniable proof that her marriage

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
His Secret Wife, Her Public Shame
His Secret Wife, Her Public Shame
“Tomorrow was our fifth anniversary, and I wanted to surprise my husband, Cleve, with a special ring. But at the jewelry store, my marriage certificate was rejected. The system said it was invalid. Confused, I went to city hall, only to be told my marriage to Cleve Drake was dissolved a year ago. And worse, he had remarried the day after the divorce was finalized, to Ivanna Mccarty, the shy orphan girl our family charity had sponsored. My world shattered. I found Cleve in his office, kissing Ivanna, who was dressed and styled exactly like me. I overheard them. Ivanna, feigning vulnerability, asked what if I found out. Cleve chuckled, saying I was becoming too independent, forgetting my place. He then gave Ivanna the exact "Five-Year Vow" ring I had tried to buy. The next day, Cleve acted as if nothing happened, even giving me an identical ring. But the lies were poison. I learned Ivanna had undergone plastic surgery to look like me, a chilling strategy to replace me. Then, the ultimate betrayal. My brother, battling a chronic illness, died from a sudden allergic reaction. An anonymous message revealed Ivanna had switched his medication. At his funeral, Ivanna deliberately shattered the urn containing his ashes, whispering, "He's with the dirt now. Just like you will be soon." I was framed for malpractice, my career destroyed, and beaten in jail on Cleve's orders. I overheard Ivanna confessing to Cleve that the car accident that fractured my wrist was planned, and that Cleve himself suggested pushing me into the table corner. They wanted me destroyed. But I wouldn't be their victim. I would disappear.”
1 Chapter 12 Chapter 23 Chapter 34 Chapter 45 Chapter 56 Chapter 67 Chapter 78 Chapter 89 Chapter 910 Chapter 1011 Chapter 11