The Perfect Husband's Secret novel Chapter 77

Chapter 58 

I swallow the lump of sand in my throat as I park the car. “This is it.” 

The front door opens and Gabriel comes into view, he waves and smiles as he walks down “to greet us. “Hello.” He opens my car door. 

Be nice for the children. 

Llook up at him and smile awkwardly. “Hello.” 

Tall with dark hair and a jaw that could cut glass. He’s wearing blue jeans that fit snug in all the right places and a white T–shirt. I’ve only seen him in casual clothes a handful of times, luckily for me…because he looks damn well delicious. 

“Ahem.” 

I clear my throat as I try to clear my mind of its pornographic thoughts. 

“Lucia.” He smiles as he bends and hugs her. “You look lovely.” He straightens the ruffles on 

her dress. 

Dominic gets out of the car and Gabriel smiles down at him. “Hello, Dominic.” 

Dominic fakes a smile but doesn’t offer his hand or a hug or anything. 

“Hi.” 

Fuck’s sake, kid…be nice. 

“Please…come inside.” Gabriel gestures to the house and we follow him up the stairs. We walk through the huge double front doors and are instantly hit in the face with opulence. 

The foyer has a double timber staircase, and the floor is black and white marble tiles laid in a pattern. “Wow…this is….” I grip my handbag with white–knuckle force. “Nice.” 

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“It’s okay.” He walks us through to the oversized kitchen and living area and my mouth 

nearly falls open. The kitchen is the size of a restaurant and all white marble, and the living 

rea has oversized white couches and a white rug. 

How do they keep all this white stuff clean? 

“Woooah,” Lucia gasps as she runs to the back glass concertina doors. “Is that a boat?” 

“Holy…” Dom gasps. 

I peer out to see an infinity pool overlooking a flawless mountain view, there’s black–and–white striped deck chairs lined up alongside of it and a swim–up bar. 

What the hell? 

“There is a boat,” Dominic cries. 

I look past the pool to see a lake with a floating rowboat tied up to the pier. 

My horrified eyes meet Gabriel’s and he winces, knowing exactly what I’m thinking. “The boat on the lake is overkill, I must admit.” He shrugs. 

“Can we go look? Can we go look?” Lucia bounces on the spot. 

“Can we, Mom?” Dominic chimes in. 

“Is it safe out there?” I ask. 

“Sure.” Gabriel opens the glass doors and the kids go running out into the back garden. 

I look over to the left of the property and see a house, smoke is coming 

out of the chimney. “Is someone living there?” I ask. 

“Mark.” 

“Mark Mark?” My eyes widen in surprise. “Your driver from New York 

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Mark?” 

Gabriel chuckles, “Yes, Mark Mark” 

“Oh…” 

“He was looking forward to getting out of New York and wanted to start over with me.” 

“Oh…” I shrug. “I can’t believe…” 

“That I moved here?” 

The smell of his aftershave wafts around me, and I hold my breath so I don’t know how good he smells, it’s a pity that I already do. 

“Part–time,” I say as I walk out to the edge of the stairs to look out over the children down by 

the lake. 

“I’ll be here four days a week, that’s more time here than I’ll be in New 

York.” 

I spin toward him. “Are you sure about this?” 

He holds his hand up at our surroundings. “Does this house look uncertain?” 

My stomach flips with nerves as we stare at each other. 

“I’m going to tell them over dinner,” he says. 

“What are you going to say?” 

“I’ve gone over the conversation in my head a million times and I keep coming back to one 

thing.” 

“What’s that?” 

The truth.” 

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The truth?” I frown. “What do you mean, the truth? The truth between us is ugly.” 

I’m going to tell them that we were friends and we kissed and… We had sex.” 

What? 

“They’re too young for the sex part,” I whisper in a panic. “Okay…not the sex on the desk part.” I nod. 

“I’ll tell them we did it in a bed.” He gives me a playful wink. 

No sex talk at all,” I stammer. “You can tell them all about the birds and the bees in five 

years.” 

“Deal,” he replies without hesitation. 

Five years. 

We stare at each other and it’s weird… Something’s different tonight. We aren’t hating each 

other, or maybe I’m just sick and tired of hating him. 

Either way…it feels nice to not want to stab him. 

“So…what’s for dinner?” I ask. 

“Well…” He shrugs. “I was going to cook, but…” 

“But you can’t cook?” 

“Coming from you, that’s an insulting question,” he fires back. “I’ve ordered pizza to make the night run smoother.” 

“Okay.” 

“I wasn’t sure what they liked, so I ordered one of everything.” 

“How many pizzas did you order?” “Ten.” 

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