American Housewife の小説・ストーリー

She walked out of the room and closed the door behind her. Jason opened his eyes and saw she was really gone. He clicked his tongue in irritation. Meanwhile, Adeline went to the kitchen where a woman was rinsing vegetables. “Auntie, let me help you,” she said. The woman startled, then smiled. It was Aunt Joy, Grandpa Tom’s housekeeper. “Oh—Miss Adeline. No need, this is my job.” “It’s alright. I’m a wife and daughter-in-law now. Helping is part of my job too,” Adeline insisted kindly.

Marie replies rudely before grabbing the phone from her mom. "You're foolish! You're shouting as if you're going to make something meaningful. You're making cooking look like a big deal because you haven't been doing it since the maids were around. Now that no one is willing to do it, get ready to do the cooking and cleaning. There's no way you'd expect me to do those things when you're here," Mrs. Webster says angrily, and Marie scoffs.

A young woman walked in. When I saw her face clearly, I nearly dropped the coffee cup in my hand. The person who had come to my home was Daniel's prized student, Sophie Ward. The diligent, hardworking student that Daniel often praised was now clinging affectionately to Megan's arm. "Mom, you really do look like some kind of rich lady wearing that." She took out a bottle of cold-pressed juice and pulled her to sit on the sofa. When Sophie saw the red wine on the coffee table, she frowned. "Mom, why are you still drinking red wine? If someone finds out, they'll start questioning the pregnancy."

After I returned home from traveling abroad, I found that our housekeeper had sued my husband and me. In court, she cradled her protruding belly and said with heart-wrenching anguish, "Gary and his wife are absolute scum! Under the guise of hiring a housekeeper, they lured me into their home, tied me to a bed, and abused me. "The child I'm carrying is Gary's!" Her mother, meanwhile, was sobbing uncontrollably. "Those two monsters have ruined my daughter's life. They deserve the death penalty!" No sooner had she spoken than a chorus of curses against my husband and me erupted from the gallery. "That scum is utterly brazen. He didn't even show up for the hearing! He must be punished sever

I was accompanying my mother-in-law to our family-owned hospital for a follow-up appointment. She had developed a lifelong gynecological condition from complications during my wife's birth. A muscular man passed by, recoiled in disgust, and shuffled to the other side of the aisle before shouting for a nurse. "What kind of hospital is this? You just let any filthy person sit in the waiting area? This old hag reeks. Is nobody going to do anything about it?" The nurse hurried over and recognized my mother-in-law. She held up her hands. "Sir, this patient is here for a scheduled follow-up. We can't turn her away." The man lost it. "What part of that don't you understand? Take this old hag

I greeted them. I see recognition in their eyes. “Good afternoon Mrs. Ottave!” They greeted me. “I'm visiting my husband. Is he in his office?” I ask them. “We'll just call her secretary Ma'am.” They said. While they are calling my husband’s office I took quick glance at the building’s lobby. Like our building, they have the minimalist look, simple but elegant. “Ma'am Mara as per your husband's secretary, Sir Maru is in his office.” “Okay. Thanks. ...” I look at her nameplate “Abbie”

Grandma Joni said, "Now, Wendy, you do not even know what a Doma is, now do you?" Grandma Joni asked and Natalia started to laugh. "There's the internet. We don't really need to stress to find out about information like that, you know?" Wendy said and took out her phone. "Okay then, look it up, insolent girl." Grandma Joni said, now taking Delilah's hair in sections and plaiting them into long braids. Wendy started to mutter words while going through the internet. "Demon slayer, housing, tech company, Defense of marriage act—"

In a mansion on the outskirts of Y city. Grainne spent all day in her new home, making a very happy newlywed wife. Every day waiting for Carwyn to come home from work, cook delicious food for him to eat. She likes the feeling of going to the kitchen by herself cook for him, so he refused his request to hire a maid, not even a bodyguard. She said they are just an ordinary couple now, why should there be so many unnecessary outsiders in the house. Now she just wanted to live in a world of two.

An ordinary housekeeper? It seemed like my brain had begun to spin erratically inside my skull. Oh, good heavens! What in the world is the matter with him? Why does he want to marry a weird woman he met by chance a few hours ago?

Rachel West had nothing to say, and even if she didn't look in the mirror, she could have guessed how scary she must be at the moment. In order to see Oliver Smith quickly, she cooperated with the housekeeper to go upstairs. "Ma'am, you will live in this room from now on." 'Mrs.' made Rachel West froze. No one called her Mrs for a long time, so long that she almost forgot that she was James Smith's righteous wife. "Diana, I'm no longer the madam of the house.” Diana shook his head sadly: "I was so dumb that day that I didn't even recognize my Madam. In fact, no matter what, as long as you and your husband haven't divorced, you are the wife of the Smiths."