The Husband's Secret
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Finally available in paperback—the #1 New York Times bestseller from the author of Big Little Lies and What Alice Forgot.
At the heart of The Husband’s Secret is a letter that is not meant to be read...
My darling Cecilia,
If you’re reading this, then I’ve died...
Imagine your husband wrote you a letter, to be opened after his death. Imagine, too, that the letter contains his deepest, darkest secret—something with the potential to destroy not only the life you have built together, but the lives of others as well. And then imagine that you stumble across that letter while your husband is still very much alive…
Cecilia Fitzpatrick has achieved it all—she’s an incredibly successful businesswoman, a pillar of her small community, a devoted wife and mother. Her life is as orderly and spotless as her home. But that letter is about to change everything—and not just for her. There are other women who barely know Cecilia—or each other—but they, too, are about to feel the earth-shattering repercussions of her husband’s secret.
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breaking in two; to hear the school principal, dear Trudy McDuff, burst into tears, apologize, and then call back and do it again. (Her mother said no fewer than fourteen casseroles had already been delivered by school mums. All those casseroles she’d made over the years finally coming home to roost.) “Mummy,” muttered Polly again, but her eyes were shut. She seemed to be talking in her sleep. She shuddered, and her head moved from side to side agitatedly, as if in pain or fear. Cecilia’s
him unexpectedly like that in his work clothes, as if she were still twenty-three and he’d become all grown-up and gray-haired without her. John-Paul was home three days early. She was filled with equal parts pleasure and exasperation. She’d lost her chance. She couldn’t open the letter now. She turned off the ignition, pulled on the handbrake, undid her seat belt, opened the car door and ran down the driveway to meet him. THIRTEEN Hello?” said Tess warily, looking at her
Toby adored his wife, so everyone’s marriage vows were safe, but still, he was looking at her legs, and she liked it. Ed wouldn’t have been happy if she’d worked for Toby. He didn’t know about the interview. Rachel sensed he felt competitive toward Toby, something to do with Toby being a “tradie” and Ed being a less masculine pharmaceutical salesman. Ed and Toby played tennis together, and Ed generally lost. He pretended it didn’t matter, but Rachel could tell that it always rankled. So
Cecilia. My husband has given me a virus. A really nasty virus. Ha! To her horror, she actually laughed out loud. “Or something. I’ve got something, that’s for sure.” TWENTY-SEVEN As Tess drove Cecilia’s car up to the school to drop off Polly’s sports shoes, it occurred to her that if Polly was having PE today, then Liam would be too, because weren’t they in the same class? And of course he wasn’t wearing sports shoes. Nobody had told Tess it was PE day. Or perhaps they had, but she
around her. “No, no,” said Cecilia ineffectually. She knew exactly what Mahalia would say if she told her. It’s very simple, Cecilia; tell your husband he has twenty-four hours to confess or you’re going to the police yourself. Yes, you love your husband, and yes, your children will suffer as a result, but none of that is the point. It’s very simple. Mahalia was very fond of the word “simple.” “Horseradish and garlic,” said Mahalia. “Simple.” “What? Oh, yes. For my cold.