The Honeymoon's Hidden Price novel Chapter 1

On the second day of Harley Sinclair and his assistant Megan Cavanaugh's honeymoon, I completed all my work handover and went to HR to process my resignation.

In less than ten minutes, I received a notification from Harley: "Approval granted."

"Looks like Mr. Sinclair's been wanting to fire her for a while now. At least she knows when to quit."

"Yeah. Staying in the company would only annoy Mr. Sinclair anyway. Might as well leave early. I just wonder what she plans to do next."

"Why should we—people earning barely three grand a month—worry about her? She's Mr. Sinclair's wife, after all. Even if she quits and does nothing at home, she'll still have more money than she could ever spend."

My coworkers watched me with thinly veiled smugness while I packed my things. I was already used to it.

Everyone knew Megan and I didn't get along. Even as my husband, Harley always sided with her—going so far as to humiliate me in front of others just to protect his precious assistant.

That was why they all scrambled to target me and were eager to curry favor with her. I simply let out a cold laugh at the thought.

"Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not just quitting. I'm switching jobs. Another company offered me double the salary, and the benefits are far better than what I've got here."

With that, I ignored their jealous, sour expressions. I picked up my neatly packed personal items and walked out of the company. But the moment I stepped out the front door, Harley called.

I was still debating how to explain the resignation, but he spoke as soon as I answered the call. "I sent you a file. Finish it within an hour and send it to me."

So, he didn't even know I'd resigned. I couldn't help but laugh and open the file.

It was the project I'd recently handed over to Megan. As always, he allowed her to take the credit and the recognition while I did the work. And if anything went wrong, the blame fell on me.

I'd tried to refuse at first, but Harley had pulled every trick in the book to persuade me. When I stood firm and wouldn't give in, he gave me the silent treatment for days. He refused to speak to me on purpose.

Before I got married, my parents often told me that in a marriage, one person would have to be the first to back down. I didn't want things between us to become strained, so in the end, I gave in and took over.

I truly believed that one day, Harley would understand all the hard work I had done. But this time, when he picked a fight with me and gave me a three-month-long silent treatment just to get Megan promoted, I finally started to lose hope.

Even when I came down with a fever of 104 degrees Fahrenheit and was rushed to the hospital, he didn't so much as glance at me. All he cared about was forcing me to hand over the multimillion-dollar project I'd spent a month grinding through—just so Megan could take it.

That was when I completely gave up.

"I'm not at the office," I replied calmly.

"Not at the office?"

Harley's voice turned cold. "If I'm not mistaken, it's working hours, isn't it, Tiana? Do you know that according to company policy, leaving your post without permission during work hours means losing a day's pay?"

"I know, but I already—"

I was just about to tell him I'd quit when Megan's gentle voice came from the other end of the line.

"Harley, if Tiana doesn't want to do it, don't force her. Let me handle it instead."

"No. You worked late last night. You need to rest today."

Harley's tone softened. It was completely different from how he'd just spoken to me. Megan tried to insist she wasn't tired, but Harley was firm.