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Lyla Knight thought she knew her husband, the enigmatic and stoic Noah Anderson—CEO of a billion-dollar empire and the golden bachelor of City A. Their marriage was a quiet agreement, a union arranged by their families to ensure Lyla's safety and happiness. For two years, Noah was away expanding his business, and Lyla pursued her dream of becoming a singer, believing they were just two polite strangers bound by a contract.

But appearances can be deceiving.

Noah Anderson, the king of the business world, has always been a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Beneath his calm demeanor lies an obsession—a love so deep that he’s been silently protecting his innocent "little rabbit" from the shadows. When he finally returns, his carefully constructed facade begins to crack.

“Sweetheart,” he murmurs one day, his voice a mix of pleading and determination, “I let them think I didn’t love you enough to show you off. But now, can we go public? Let me slap their faces with the truth.”

Even the king of hell is willing to make puppy eyes to convince his wife to acknowledge him as her husband—a sight that leaves his assistant Cheng fleeing the office in shock.

But Lyla’s world is truly shaken when she stumbles into Noah’s private library and finds a hidden treasure trove: old, secretly taken photos of herself from years before they were married. Her heart pounds as she backs away, only to collide with the man himself. His familiar scent surrounds her as his deep, velvety voice whispers near her ear, “It has always been you, sweetheart.”

Caught between the shy, gentlemanly facade she believed in and the possessive, passionate man he truly is, Lyla must navigate the truth about her husband and their secret marriage.

My Boss is My Secret Husband

As soon as Crystal ended the call with President Liu, she exhaled sharply, clearly annoyed. She turned toward Lyla, her sharp eyes narrowing as she crossed her arms.

"Lyla," she began in a clipped tone, "do you realize what a mess you've created for yourself?"

Lyla flinched slightly at her cousin's cold reprimand. She had been expecting this. Crystal had never supported her decision to debut as an artist without revealing her background, and now, it was coming back to bite her.

"Lyla," Crystal continued, her voice dangerously calm, "I warned you about this, didn't I? You insisted on keeping your background hidden, wanting to prove yourself without the family's influence. And look what happened. You've made yourself an easy target."

Lyla swallowed, feeling the weight of Crystal's words.

"It's not like I asked for this to happen," she muttered, her fingers tightening into fists on her lap.

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