Cheated By My Husband, Desired By a CEOBOOK1-Chapter 1
When I was twenty, I brought an old, faded marriage contract to the gates of the illustrious Middleton Family.
On our wedding night, Alaric’s eyes burned red as he whispered, “My mother was poisoned during childbirth. I’m sorry… I was born flawed. I can’t please you that way.”
My heart twisted with sympathy and I pulled him into my arms. From that night on, we became the most admired couple in the capital. Alaric treated me with unwavering gentleness and devotion. To the world, I had married the perfect man a once-in-a-lifetime kind of love.
Until that day, when I reached under the passenger seat of his car and found a pair of black lace underwear, soaked in fluids. They weren’t mine.
When I confronted him, he looked genuinely remorseful "The new secretary," he said, "she’s just naturally seductive. She came on to me. She said if we did it 99 times, it could cure me."
I believed him. Even though it tore me apart, I gritted my teeth and allowed their so-called “treatment.”
Their traces were everywhere, in the living room, in the kitchen, even on the vanity in our bedroom.
Three months later, I stood outside a baby store and saw him picking out infant supplies.
A friend of his teased, “Aren’t you afraid your wife will find out? You're clearly not ‘defective’ at all.”
He replied flatly, “She’s too dumb to notice.”
The friend sighed. “Eleanor loves you like her life. Why won’t you give her a child?”
Alaric curled his lips into a mocking smile.
“If it weren’t for the Sinclair Family ’s favor, I’d never have married her. She wants a child? Then I’ll never give her one.”
My whole body trembled. I dialed a number with shaking hands.
“You once said you wanted to have a child with me, does that offer still stand?”
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Inside the store, Alaric was still carefully selecting baby items. Graham, his personal assistant, standing beside him, lowered his voice, “So Ruby’s pregnant now. Aren’t you scared your wife will find out you’re perfectly fine?”
Without even glancing up, Alaric said calmly, “She’s too slow. How would she find out? And even if she does, so what?”
Russel sighed. “Eleanor’s devoted to you. Why won’t you give her a child? The other socialites are already laughing at her.”