All Chapters of My Husband's Secret: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Manhattan’s BankManhattan, New York, US. 11 PMClaire still couldn’t believe what she was doing. Losing Cecilia, going to Mikael, doing the unthinkable, stealing money from him, then running through the bank’s back door with three bags larger than her body.Cecilia...Claire would get her back—she would save her.And Claire didn’t regret doing all these crazy things for her daughter. She would do anything for Cecilia—anything.“Hurry if you don’t want to be late. Frankly, you’re already an hour late.”Her phone rang once more, and she considered ignoring it, thinking Mikael was calling—just like the dozens of calls he’d made after they had spoken using the bank manager’s phone.“I got the money. Please understand it takes time to gather this much.” Claire closed her eyes briefly while still trying to drag the three large bags, “just wait there for two more minutes.”“You’d better hurry, someone’s already waiting for you there,” Anderson responded quickly. “Stop talking and hand your

Somewhere in New York. 1 PM“Long time no see, Hernandez,” Mikael said calmly. “What the hell are you doing this time?”Mikael spoke with a calmness that seemed so real, as if he wasn’t afraid of anything, even though they had just realized that there was no way out of the building while time was ticking away. However, Mikael’s calmness didn’t affect Claire at all. She could feel her legs trembling—fearful, deeply cared.She remembered how she had decided to come without the slightest bit of fear to meet Mikael, steal money from him, and leave with Linda to meet Anderson here. And now, as she stood face to face with Anderson, all her fears merged and hit her at once.“Mommy,” Cecilia’s soft voice was the only thing that pulled Claire out of her shock, making her tune back into the conversation between Mikael and Anderson, who both stood ready with guns in hand. If Mikael fired, the place would turn into a terrifying battlefield in just a few seconds. The same would happen if Anderson

Mikael’s ApartmentManhattan, New York, US. 7 PMFor the first time in his life, Mikael felt like he had lost control over his own body.He was unconscious—not in the usual sense. He was awake, but his mind was gone, and he couldn’t control anything.His last memory was of Claire collapsing after she shot Hernandez with the gun she had stolen from him.Who said Mikael didn’t know when Claire reached into his pocket and took his gun? He knew, and he felt her hesitation. But he didn’t stop her—he let her make the decision during the most chaotic moment of her life. And he didn’t regret his decision at that time.But after that, Claire collapsed and lost consciousness. She passed out, yet her arms still held Cecilia tightly—still providing the best protection she could, even though she knew her embrace wouldn’t be enough to shield them from the enemy’s bullets.Just seconds later, Lionel dragged them into the helicopter. Moments after Lionel got it airborne, the building exploded.Mikael

Mikael’s MansionManhattan, New York, US. 2 AMOne of the biggest reasons why Claire canceled all her plans the day she decided to run away from her family was because of what she last heard when she came to New York to meet Mikael a few weeks after she gave birth.Years ago, she had indeed decided to run away—disappearing for a while to calm herself after all the chaos that had occurred. At that time, she was too shattered to accept the state of her life—her marriage to Mikael, the lies, Michael’s death, and the fact that she had shot Anderson and thought she had killed him.All the chaos that happened left her with no choice but to leave the United States for a while and try to find peace in a foreign place she didn’t know. However, at that time, she had always thought of returning. She wanted to return to the United States after giving birth to Cecilia. She knew that no matter what happened—whatever the reason and no matter the state of her heart at the time she realized that the W

Mikael’s Mansion Manhattan, New York, US. 10 AM “Do you like these eggs, Cecilia?” “Can I have more?” “You want more?” “I want! I want!” “Sure, Princess! You’ll have mine, and I’ll make another one for you.” Claire blinked as the voices broke through her sleep. She opened her eyes for a few seconds, but the pull of sleep soon coaxed them shut again. Sunlight poured through the large windows at the center of the room, illuminating the sofa that faced the balcony. Despite it being late in the year, the day was bright enough for the midday sun to break through and gently warm Claire’s still-closed eyelids. She stretched, feeling a familiar ache from yesterday morning—the same kind of soreness she used to experience years ago. As much as she wanted to forget what had happened last night, Claire couldn’t deny that when she closed her eyes, all she could think about was the way Mikael had kissed her, letting his hands roam her body—touching her with tenderness and passion. “Daddy,