His Second Wife by Favor V April

I made a reservation for Camille and me. The restaurant caters to celebs alone. I know my wife is unconcerned about what others think of her. I don’t expect her to be dressed to the nines. I did not reserve a private place. Camille despises being in the limelight, but I want her to feel at ease with me today. I watched as her car pulled up, and reporters ran up to her, covering the only view I had to watch her. The only thing I could see was the flashlights coming from the reporter’s cameras. I didn’t dare move from my seat, knowing fully well that my wife could be wearing sweatpants. I didn’t care, since I know her. While I was busy pressing my phone in anticipation of her arrival, I overheard everyone questioning who she was,

“Oh my God, who is she? She is such a beauty.” I guess they are referring to whoever just walked in, but then I glanced up and

Fuck!

It was my wife. She was so stunning. Why hadn’t she dressed this way before? I’m extremely pleased that I married this beautiful woman. When I approached her, she smiled,

No one has ever looked this gorgeous. Why does she look like some celebrity in this outfit? Where did I see her before?

I shook my head and shrugged off the feeling. I kissed her on her cheek and took her hand in mine. I pulled out her chair. She stared at me as she sat down.

“You weren’t expecting this, were you?”

The words stuck in my throat and suddenly ran dry, and all I could do was nod. I’m not sure what was wrong with me, but I felt compelled to declare her ownership to the rest of the world.

“Follow me,” I said. She followed me, and we took photos for the press.

I’m sure we’ll be on the news tomorrow, but I don’t care. At least I won’t be making headlines with a hooker, but with my wife.

We returned to our table after finishing the photos. She had my complete attention.

a shaky motion with her head and gestured with her shoulders. “It’s because we know nothing about each other,” I said, smiling. “We may not have a real marriage, but we do need to know one or two things about each other. What do you think?” She gave me her whole attention. I’m not sure why Camille prefers

not sure I want to discuss Claudia right now. That’s my

of questions, Camille. I’m not sure I want to discuss Liam’s mother yet. Just know that she is someone I wish I had

when I’m bored. I love spending time with my family. This is a challenging life, but I’m adjusting.” She said that, but then a waiter arrived to take our order, who then

froze for a moment and made a funny face

raised with an iron fist, with just a few crushes thrown in for good measure. It’s why I left. If they knew what I was doing right now, I’d be in major

“Did you flee?”

female while I was growing up. The spotlight was something

tend to blame him for everything. At least, I know he’s my blood. I’d do anything

man is the reason for my everyday smile. Liam is a copy of you, but you don’t know that. Because you haven’t gotten to know him, I’ve never won an argument with that young man, and except for Liam, I’ve never known what it’s like to have younger siblings. My family’s overprotectiveness now makes sense. I’m so in love with him and though you might have conflicted feelings towards him, you still love him.

said and she smiled and nodded in response

a girlfriend and create

question, and to answer it, I don’t like clinginess. Commitment irritates me. That’s why I

seemed harsh, but when I glanced at her, she didn’t

someone and want to have a family

something I’d

interested in somebody right

on my work and my son right now, but who knows, a person who may stir my heart

find someone, let me know

ever find someone who isn’t as clinging as

you