The Secret Wife Clause Novel by Dominic Frost _ Novel





The Secret Wife Clause Chapter 01

In the third year of my marriage to Darien Thalyn, I got hit by a car while riding my bike. Even though I was in pain, I didn't call him.
After all, he was a major general in the military district—his position was special, and personal calls weren't allowed during work hours.
The woman who hit me was crying as she made a call, clutching my arm. "My boyfriend's on his way. Please wait a bit. We'll make sure you're satisfied with the solution."
But when a military jeep with the license plate 8888 pulled up behind her, my whole body went stiff.
Darien stepped out of the car, took off his jacket, and draped it over the woman's shoulders, his voice full of concern. "I'm sorry I'm late. Are you hurt?"
That was when I realized something—Darien could take personal calls during work. He just didn't have my number listed as his emergency contact.
He frowned, his gaze fixed on my bleeding knee for a long time.
The woman's voice wavered. "Do you two know each other?"
Darien lowered his eyes, silent.
Before he could answer, I spoke up. "No. We don't."
After all, three years ago, the first clause in our marriage contract was to keep it a secret.
Now, that three-year contract was almost over.
And I was about to leave.
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I always knew Darien had a first love.
But I never thought it would be the woman who just hit me with her car.
When Darien showed up, I froze for a second, thinking he was there for me.
But the woman in front of me had already stood up, running straight into his arms with tears in her eyes. "Dari, what should I do? I hit someone!"
He took off his military jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders, his voice calm and gentle. "I'll take care of it."
I slowly looked away, my eyes falling to the wound on my knee. Only then did I finally understand why Darien hadn't been coming home much lately—his first love, Calypso Renwick, had come back from abroad.
When Calypso stepped out of his arms and turned to me, she was smiling, her face glowing with happiness. "My boyfriend's here now. Just tell his men what kind of compensation you want.
"I'm really sorry I made you late for work and got you hurt. Don't be shy—my boyfriend's very capable; he'll make sure you're taken care of!"
"Thanks," I said softly.
But Darien's subordinate looked awkward. He was one of the few people who knew about our secret marriage.
He stammered, "Ma'am—uh... I mean, Miss, your wound is still bleeding. It's been half an hour already. Do you have a clotting problem?"
"It's just mild," I replied.
But then Darien's head snapped up, his voice low. "Clotting problem?"
Calypso blinked, confused. "What's wrong?"
He didn't answer—his eyes were fixed on my bleeding knee, brows furrowed deep.
Calypso finally sensed something was off. She looked between us, uncertain. "Do you two know each other?"
Darien lowered his eyes, silent. Before he could answer, I spoke up. "No. We don't."
As expected, he looked pleased with my answer. He then took Calypso's hand and said casually to his subordinate, "Take her to the hospital."
As their figures disappeared into the distance, a faint bitterness spread in my chest.
There were still two whole months left before our marriage contract ended.
It was time for me to prepare to leave.

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