All Chapters of My Best Friend : He's the one I have: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

“ I love every shade of you. ”***“ We've got eggs, baking powder, salt, flour, milk and butter. ” Joseph mentioned as he shew her the ingredients they were to use to make pancakes. It was the twelfth day of their marriage and he'd figured this was the best time to slowly start teaching her how to cook. Not like it mattered that much if she doesn't know how to. But to him, it was essential. He knew about weaknesses and understood that it was better to kill them once and for all than let it thrive.“ Okay. Why don't we get yeast instead? ” Miranda inquired smoothing her chef outfit. She'd wondered where he'd gotten a couple chef outfits too. “ Because, I feel this is better. ”She nodded. “ Now, we'll start by breaking the eggs. ” He took out a transparent bowl and broke three eggs into it before whisking it. “ Then we'll add the melted butter, milk and vanilla . ” She nodded. “ Make sure it's completely mixed… ”“ Then we'll add the other mixture of flour, baking powder and sal

* Be with someone who loves you enough to fight for you. ***** Tuesday was always a stressful day for Miranda as she had a line of patients to attend to. During the afternoon breaks, she received a text from Joseph that says they'll be going out for a date later that night. Reading his text created a sense of longing in her heart, she realized just how much she missed him though it's been just seven hours since she last saw him. But yeah, love can be crazy at times. Against her better judgment, she gave him a call. And as if he had been waiting for her call all along, he picked up on the first ring. “ Hello, Babe. ” His sultry voice filled her heart with warmth. “ Hi. ” She answered back sheepishly. “ Missing me already? ” His words were followed by a loud chuckle and Mira found herself blushing hard. She looked around for her assistant and was thankful the latter was not in the room with her, or she would have gone through another round of teasing. “

* God loves you so much that he sent his only son to die on the cross of Calvary for you. *****“ Ella? ” The young girl raised her head, and Mira felt her heart squeeze. She could see her younger self in her, lost, broken and alone. Then all she felt was pain, one whom she thought will never end. Many times, she questioned when it would all end. “ Will there ever be a morning? ” Was her usual question. Then, it seemed like her suffering would never end. But it did. It took longer than she expected, but her morning came at last. Though hers came through a person, who was none other than her Husband, Joseph Winfrey. “ Do you know that God loves you more than anyone ever could? ” Ella's eyes widened before they dimmed a bit. “ I know. But he loves others the same way, doesn't he? ” Mira wasn't so surprised hearing that from her. She had asked herself that too many times. God loves us all the same way, so why is it so special? Besides, it's obvious that he loves us more

* Time heals all wounds. *….. “ Mira. ” He patted her back, noticing her silence. “ Um? ” “ What's on your mind? ” He played with the locks of her hair, they look coiler and healthier than before, made him think of how much Mira had changed after marriage, though, there's still a long way, but yeah, with time it'll be okay. Time changes things after all.And yeah, time heals all wounds. “ I am just wondering how much trauma victims of sexual abuse go through. ” Joseph paused subconsciously when he heard her. His expression darkened for a split second, “ What led to that? ” “ You know I read a book recently and — ” she didn't have to complete her sentence as he understood. “ Have you encountered patients with that recently? ” “ Not yet, but I've read articles about it, just in case. ”“ Okay. They do go through a tough time. But I believe time heals all wounds. ”“ Um, Do you think knowing Christ will speed up the process? ”“ Well, yeah. The issue though is, victims of

* Love is like the wind; it can be felt, but can't be touched. *****—- Evans —- As I watched my bride take baby steps towards me with tears in her eyes, I was overwhelmed with memories of the past few months. I was yet reminded of everything that happened, how I hurt the person who had loved me the most after my savior. My parents had claimed they loved me, but did they really? If they did then they would have known that getting divorced will affect me and my younger siblings a whole lot. Despite knowing that, they still went ahead. My friends claimed to love me, but did they ever make time for me? We met once a month, just to catch up. They knew what was going on in my life, but never bothered to ask.Well, maybe it's not their nature to ask as men weren't as sensitive as women. Everyday was a struggle, I was stuck between trying to be the best of the best, so I can prove to my parents that they were wrong. I desperately want to prove to my Dad that I'm far better