My husband"s secret life

On one side of the scales - long years of serene peace, on the other - a short day, full of doubt and despair. Although it all started so well - the master and his Margarita ... or rather, the famous esoteric writer Roman Erland and his wife Alice are long happy in marriage, despite the greater difference in age. Exactly in a fairy tale, they live in a Gothic "castle", built on the writer"s fees. Everyone adores the novel - and readers, and neighbors, and even his stepmother. In addition to Ignat, half -brother. Once Alice finds her husband’s will, and understands that her entire former life was a lie. What did the novel hide for many years, what family secrets hid from a young wife? Perhaps he is just a shore for his beautiful spouse - from a harsh, unsightly reality? And Alice should be grateful to her husband for turning her marriage - into a golden dream? Or should I trust the long -standing enemy of the family, and believe the ruthless rudeness of Ignat? And how to understand your heart, to whom it is actually given.
Master and his Margarita ... or rather, the famous esoteric writer Roman Erland and his wife Alice are long happy in marriage, despite the greater difference. Exactly in a fairy tale, they live in a Gothic “castle” built on the writer"s fees. Everyone adores the novel - and readers, and neighbors, and even his stepmother. In addition to Ignat, half -brother. Once Alice finds her husband’s will, and understands that her entire former life was a lie. What did the novel hide for many years, what family secrets hid from a young wife? Perhaps he is just a shore for his beautiful spouse - from a harsh, unsightly reality? And Alice should be grateful to her husband for turning her marriage - into a golden dream? Or should I trust the long -standing enemy of the family, and believe the ruthless rudeness of Ignat? And how to understand your heart, to whom it is actually given. On one side of the scales - long years of serene peace, on the other - one day, full of doubt and despair. Love seemed a lie, a lie turned into love