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My Husband's Secret Journal

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1079    |    Released on: 03/06/2025

ecision. If Ethan wouldn't c

my father had provided for us after our marriage, though in

things from the Miller townhouse and move them, along with Eth

ix this, we needed to

arrived, despite the luxurious furnishings.

ed to ch

sy, too stressed, to eat properly. In my

ed boiling water a culinary fe

chef at one of m

nt. "I need a recipe. Something... impressive.

patiently walked me through a recipe for coq au

rocery list, I

ing, stirring, and near-disasters. I ma

in simmered on the stove, and the a

get Et

cemail. His office line. His secr

e wa

him. Even in our first life, he was a

g. It was Noah Davis, Ethan's best frien

n with you?" Noa

ing to reach him.

'The Velvet Rope' downtown," Noah said, his voice hesitant. "H

otoriously disreputable, nightclub. The kind

ind of trouble?"

e. Something about a

wo

ead seepe

," I said, gra

eace offering, sat f

jamb. Pain shot up my arm. I cradled my throbbing f

made going to be

et Rope, the street was swarming wit

en I s

ha

is suit jacket gone, his tie loos

rrying a woma

ainst his chest. Even from a distance, in the ch

d exactly

was like looking int

rters, his face a grim mas

mine, my le

d. She opened her eyes, looked up at Et

mething, too lo

ion softened almost imperceptibly as he

eyes met mine over

in his gaze. Just a

way, leaving me standing alone on the side

the penthouse,

why did she loo

, I heard a k

an was still with him, l

thouse, her eyes wide. Wh

le breathless. "You must be Olivia. Et

hesitant smile. "I'm

dark hair, same eyes, same bone structur

ere, Ethan?" I deman

aid, his tone flat. He led Sophia to

What about a hotel? O

" Ethan said, avoiding my gaze. "

" I couldn't believ

cold as chips of ice. "Unless you'd prefer I take her somewhere els

in the air. If I objected

a desperate fear of l

e was using i

expression a mixture of fear and something

d tasting like ash in m

uched Sophia's lips before she quick

d, his face

tle, painful thing. "Wel

au vin sat cold and forgot

lized, had just become far more com

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“I was Olivia Miller, a New York socialite trapped in a cold, arranged marriage to Ethan Cole, a man I utterly despised. My indifference turned to cruel disdain at a charity gala, where I mocked him as he was drugged. His quiet suffering and eventual death, ironically, came after he selflessly saved my family's company. Only then, grief-stricken by a car crash, did I discover his secret journal, a heartbreaking revelation of his hidden, unwavering love for me. I woke up years earlier, back at that same gala – a second chance! But Ethan, too, remembered my past cruelty. He was cold, distant, and brought a doppelgänger into our home, showering her with affection to punish me. He relentlessly pursued a divorce, making me experience the crushing agony of rejection I'd once inflicted. Why had fate granted me a do-over, only for him to hate me so fiercely? My desperate pleas for forgiveness fell on deaf ears. I finally understood his pain, but his indifference was an insurmountable wall. The bitter irony consumed me: I finally loved him, but he wanted me gone. I eventually died again, tragically sacrificing myself for my family's name. Yet, death wasn't the end. I woke up *again*, five years before our arranged marriage, armed with foresight. This time, my mission is clear: save my family, dismantle the threats to our legacy, and, maybe, just maybe, reclaim the heart of the man whose memories of me are forever tainted.”
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