All Chapters of The Secret Wife: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

As I arrived at my store site, I was delighted to see my interior designer giving instructions to the site workers."Hey," I called out to her warmly, trying to convey my gratitude for her efforts.She turned around to look at me and greeted me with a warm smile on her face. "Oh Brielle, wasn't expecting you this early," she said."Yeah, I didn't either," I mumbled under my breath."Excuse me?" she asked, sensing my reluctance.I smiled at her, "how's it going? I can see it's really starting to come together nicely," I said, taking a closer look at the progress made on my building."Yeah, uhm... it's just the final cleanups that are remaining, and we'll be done. You can come in to take a look at the finishing touches we made to your office space," she said, gesturing for me to follow her inside."Alright then," I said, feeling a sense of excitement build within me as I followed her inside.As I stepped into my newly-transformed fashion store, I was immediately struck by the sheer amou

I was mesmerized by the golden chandeliers that hung from the ceiling, illuminating the entire living area with their radiant light. Every detail in the interior was immaculate, from the elegant furniture to the intricate designs on the walls.The overall effect was nothing short of stunning, and I found myself lost in admiration of the exquisite beauty of the place.I gazed around Drew's place and couldn't help but admire its beauty. "Drew, your home is absolutely stunning. I'm surprised you've never mentioned your passion for art," I said, feeling curious.He shrugged indifferently and replied, "Well, it's not something I find necessary to discuss."I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Are you kidding me? Your home is a masterpiece, and you don't find it worth mentioning? That's unbelievable," I said, surprised."Thanks for the compliment, beautiful," he said with a grin.Trying not to sound jealous, I inquired, "So how many other women have you brought here?"He thought for a m

I woke up the next morning to the inviting scent of hot chocolate coffee and toast. As I slowly opened my eyes, I took in my surroundings and realized that I was in Drew's room. It was a luxurious master bedroom, with a touch of black, silver, and purple designs that exuded a regal feel. The curtains were a rich black color with intricate silver designs that added a touch of elegance to the room.The walls were painted in a pristine white color that complemented the black and silver furnishings beautifully. There was a silver chandelier hanging above the bed, it was an exquisite piece that caught my eye immediately. The bed itself was incredibly soft, and I couldn't resist sitting on it for a few moments before getting up.Next to the bed, there was a white bean bag that looked incredibly comfortable, and I made a mental note to try it out later.As I got up from the bed, I noticed Drew's black closet with silver drapings. It was a sleek and modern design that added to the overall

I took a bite and savored the delicious flavors. "Wow, this is amazing, Drew! How did you learn to cook like this?" I asked, impressed.Drew chuckled softly, his lips curling into a small smile. "Let's just say I had ample time to hone my culinary skills during my college years," he explained, his tone light and casual. "Cooking has always been a passion of mine, and it's also a great stress-reliever for me. There's something therapeutic about chopping vegetables and creating something delicious out of simple ingredients."He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I find that cooking allows me to escape from the stresses of everyday life and immerse myself in the moment. It's a form of meditation for me, really." He shrugged his shoulders, a slight grin still playing on his lips. "Plus, there's nothing quite like the satisfaction of watching someone enjoy a meal that I've prepared with my own hands."As I listened to him talk about his love for cooking, I felt

He finished his last bite and stood up, looking at me with a twinkle in his eye. "Hop on," he said, gesturing to his back.I giggled, knowing exactly what he had in mind. I hopped on his back, and he carried me up the stairs, holding me close and making me feel safe and loved.As we reached the top of the stairs, I couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and contentment wash over me. I was exactly where I wanted to be, in his arms, and in love.Drew carried me all the way to his bedroom, where he gently laid me down on the bed. He climbed in beside me and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close to his chest."I love you," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead."Me too," I replied, feeling my heart swell with affection.We lay there in silence for a while, simply enjoying each other's company and the comfort of being in each other's arms.After a few moments, Drew spoke up. "Do you remember the first time we met?" he asked, a playful smile on his face.I laughed, rememb