All Chapters of My Boss, My Husband: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

My current state: heartbroken, not hungry. I finished the multi-course dinner alone at the underwater restaurant, and now, I was slowly making my way back to our hotel room. As expected, Lucius hadn't returned. After dragging me out of the comfort of my bed for dinner, he had left me to eat alone.He was everything I never wanted in a man, yet here I was. I opened the door to the suite, wondering what he might be up to this time. As I stepped in, I was surprised to find the lights off, with soft music playing in the background."Lucius? Did you come back?" I call out into the empty room.Then I heard it—male laughter from a distance. My eyes fell to the floor, where I saw a discarded white shirt. A few steps further, there was a pair of pants, and beyond that, an empty wine bottle lying on the table.The laughter continued, coming from the direction of the private pool outside. My mind drifted to a painful place—to that scene I witnessed with Andrew and Amanda. Finding my fiancé in

Trust was the foundation of any marriage, but could anyone really blame me for thinking Lucius was hiding more from me? It was crazy enough that he was my stepmother's son and that we'd actually gotten married—a complete absurdity I was well aware of.What I wasn't aware of were the secrets he still kept. And here I was, with his unlocked phone in my hands for the first time since we met. My thumbs hovered over the screen, unsure where to start."Messages. Let's start with the messages," I whispered to myself, diving into his phone.I opened his text messages and scrolled through several conversations, none of the names jumping out as suspicious. I checked a few—four from women, three from men—but they were all work-related or trivial conversations.Next, I moved on to another messaging app, only to find the same result. No strange names, no cryptic contacts like "plumber" or "mechanic". Then, I checked his recent calls—again, nothing suspicious. No coded entries, and no hidden con

"We haven't discussed what Angie gave you in her obsessive passion for you. What did you take from her that made her feel like some sort of martyr?"I watched his shoulders tense and his mouth tighten."What could she have given me besides kinky sex? Is that what you want to hear? How she helped me work through my mommy issues? If you want details, I'll give them, but trust me, you'll regret it, Marianne.""Oh, really? Then why did both you and she tell me that we're being watched?"I hit the mark with that question. Lucius tensed up even more, his silence speaking volumes. That's when I decided to lay out the theory I'd been building up all night after hardly sleeping."Were you some kind of informant?"Suddenly, Lucius's sternness vanished, replaced by a burst of laughter that echoed through the suite."I admit, I like that accusation more than the cheating one. Please, go on." He leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand, clearly amused."My theory is that… you stole info

"SMB is a trusted transport partner and shipping company for many businesses nationwide. Its reputation speaks for itself. Plus, our agreement with them offers you significant opportunities, particularly by dedicating a large portion of the shopping center to importing and selling products," I argued. "I'd like to hear more about the information you've received.""A conflict of interest," Ernest explained. "A shareholder of Fairmount Corporation owns that company. It seems unethical to us."I was well aware of SMB's partnerships with Fairmount. We had been involved in the purchase and construction of several of their offices across the country. The promotion of SMB was odd but not illegal, though if one of our shareholders did own it… well, that would be a different story."I can assure you that our relationship with SMB has never harmed any of our clients," I stated confidently."From one heart to another, Marianne, can you guarantee there's nothing more going on behind the scenes

"Noooo. I mean…" Jenna whispered as if we had company, "Have you already had sex in it with your husband?""No, Jenna, I haven't had sex in it with Lucius," I exclaimed, offended—and slightly turned on by the idea."Can I borrow it to do it with Derek?" she asked nonchalantly."No!" I raised my voice, then reconsidered, grinning. "Not before I've broken it in."We both burst out laughing at the comment. It was a calm night, thankfully without much traffic. It wasn't even that late, only about 9 PM."You'll break it in soon enough, once you get that IUD. Best decision I ever made. Your appointment's tomorrow, right?" Jenna asked."Yep," I replied, focusing on the road."And don't bring up the whole kids thing for a few years. Hit him with it in his late thirties—that's when the midlife crisis will kick in, and he'll want to leave his mark on the world."I couldn't help but laugh at her advice."So, now you're a drunk philosopher-slash-psychologist?""I'm just a wise… wise woma