All Chapters of The Star's Secret Husband: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

***Maximilian stopped in front of Anastasia's apartment door. The sound of the door closing softly behind them, but the silence of the night seemed to heighten the intensity of this farewell."I'll sleep at the restaurant tonight," Maximilian said, his voice low but firm. "I probably won't be home for two days."Anastasia, who was opening the door to her apartment, turned her head quickly. Concern immediately appeared in her eyes. "Is there a problem, Max?" she asked with a worried look on her face.Maximilian just shook his head slowly. "There's nothing to worry about. The restaurant will be busy tomorrow, so we all have to work hard. We have a very important guest."Anastasia nodded, although she still looked a little worried. She knew that Maximilian was a very responsible man, but two days without coming home sounded exhausting to her. "All right," she replied slowly, "don't forget to eat."Maximilian smiled slightly. "Of course. If anything happens, you know who to call."Anasta

***It was a quiet night when Anastasia entered her apartment on the 15th floor of a skyscraper overlooking the city center. Her head was full of plans for the future after meeting Christian Idzes, a major producer who gave her new hope for her music career. But her peace was soon shattered as she approached her apartment door and noticed something strange.Her apartment door was open.Anastasia felt her heart race. With quick but careful steps she approached. When she reached the door, she was shocked to see her belongings unceremoniously thrown out, scattered in the hallway. The closet was open, her clothes piled haphazardly on the floor. Her laptop sat on one of the chairs outside the door."What the hell?" she cried in panic. "Who would dare do this?"Her eyes searched for someone responsible, but there was no answer. She picked up her cell phone with shaking hands, ready to call building security or even the police."I'm going to report this!" her voice was full of emotion, but b

***That night, Anastasia and Maximilian arrived at a luxurious penthouse where opulence shone in every corner. The view from the balcony overlooking the city seemed untouched by the bustling world below. Anastasia's heart raced as they were escorted by Bryan Evans, a man known for his cold demeanor. Anastasia had often heard rumors about Bryan, the Kingsley family's trusted right-hand man, someone notoriously difficult to approach.Bryan gave them both a polite nod, maintaining his formal posture. "Welcome. Please make yourselves at home," he said in a flat tone before leaving them in the main living area of the penthouse.Anastasia gave Bryan a brief, respectful nod in return, though curiosity bubbled inside her. Once Bryan was gone, she grabbed Maximilian's hand and pulled him slightly away from where Bryan had been standing."Max, how do you know Bryan Evans? And why did he bring us here?" Anastasia whispered, her voice tinged with concern. "Why would he agree to bring us here? I'

***Steven sat on the edge of the bed and checked Anastasia's body temperature, which was slowly dropping, but still at a worrying level. Sighing, he scribbled a prescription in his notebook."Her temperature is still not normal. This is a stronger antipyretic," he said and handed the prescription to Maximilian.Maximilian accepted it without a word, his eyes fixed on Anastasia, who lay weakly on the bed. Her face was still pale, though her breathing had begun to stabilize.Steven let out a long sigh and settled into a chair across from Maximilian, loosening the collar of his rumpled shirt. He looked at his friend with a mixture of mild annoyance and curiosity."You made me rush over here in shorts! My reputation will be ruined if any of my colleagues or patients see me like this," Steven complained, gesturing at himself. "I had to run like crazy just to answer your distress call."Maximilian let out a quiet snort. "I don't care about your shorts, Steven. The only thing that matters i

***Inside the Athena Records meeting room, the tense yet professional atmosphere is palpable. Anastasia sits across from Christian Idzes, one of the most influential music producers in the industry. The room is decorated with awards on the walls, showing how successful Athena Records has been in producing big stars. But Anastasia's situation was far from ideal. The public was still skeptical of her after the various scandals that had rocked her career.Christian looked at Anastasia with a serious look, his hands folded on the table. "I've heard some demos of your new song," he said, his voice calm but sharp. "There's potential there, but I have to be honest, Ana. These songs aren't strong enough to change the public's perception of you yet."Anastasia swallowed, trying to stay calm even though the criticism felt heavy. She knew that this was not an easy time for her. "I understand, Christian," she replied quietly. "But I promise I'll make it up to you. I don't want to disappoint you