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She heard that young Mrs Anthony was a kind-hearted person, so she would ask her to teach her how to cook soft pap and some other dishes. “Honey, I would like to go to the Valley of Waves. I heard that it is one of the most advanced water parks in the world. I just want to sit on a sandy beach. Also, I would like to ride a hot air balloon before we go back home.” Deon smiled at his wife, and then he picked her up and walked to the bathroom. They took a shower; Deon wrapped his wife with a towel and walked out of the bathroom. They unpacked their suitcases and dressed up.

She was so enthusiastic to the point of making Juna himself confused seeing his wife's unusual behavior. Juna stood firmly at the doorway of the room with both hands tucked into his cloth trousers pockets. The CEO of Collyn Group's pair of dark eyes moved meticulously noticing how Ziyi went back and forth from one pile of clothes to another pile of clothes with a smile that never faded from her sweet lips. On one hand, Juna felt the core of his heart throbbing full of extraordinary emotion seeing his wife's massive magnanimity accepting the children from his flesh and blood. Yet on the other hand, there was a sense of wonder that tickled his logic as a man.

Her husband seemed to be someone from Global Traders Hotel. So, she asked the young woman, “Your husband is someone from Global Traders Hotel?” The young woman’s expression twisted as she scolded, “Lil’ b*tch, to be frank with you. My husband is the boss behind Global Traders Hotel. How about it? Are you afraid now? People like us are existences that trash like you could never compete with in your lifetime. If you are tactful, hurry and kneel, prostrate before me for a hundred times.”

What about your ‘wife’? "My ‘wife’ needs her maid of honour."

The newlyweds Levi, JK from top to bottom, was in a joyful atmosphere. This month, Carwyn announced that all employees will receive double wages, as a gift from the president's wife to everyone. Since then, a news spread in JK, that the consort's wife had completely "conquered" the president. Having just got married, the president immediately promoted his wife's position in the hearts of everyone. In the Levi's mansion, Vera is preparing to go out. But that was a long time ago. Now that it's been so long, I didn't expect Mira Aura to remain unchanged, still so young and beautiful. The aura deposited over time has penetrated her bones and marrow, causing her whole body to radiate a kind of se

Giselle's betrayal had wounded me deeply, akin to having my legs and feet cut off, but with my wife's love, I had the strength to endure and move forward. As night fell, our dinner proved to be just as delightful as the meal before. I discovered that my wife had been the mastermind behind these exquisite dishes, filling me with pride and admiration. She was more than a decent woman; she was a dependable, intelligent, and loving wife—everything I could ever wish for. She was my rock, and I had no desire for anything more. Later in the evening, Zara and I ventured out under the enchanting glow of the full moon. The night sky stretched before us, revealing a tapestry of stars, a sight rarely se

he said and snapped his fingers " ok what?" in a millisecond I am back in the room I woke up before and I am all alone " fucking bloody duck, was it illusion or a dream just now " no my lips are swollen and I could still smell the fishy smell in my mouth " it's not a dream, not a book and it's raining husband here. please don't let another husband pop up in my life" i smack my head, nothing is making sense " I am in somebody else's body for real and I am a strange ancient queen who is fucking three husbands everyday! Great just great"

"I'm here. It's okay." She kept a close eye on my moods, like I might fall apart at any second, and still handled the baby on her own. Just like she said, she was a good wife. A good mother. Maybe she was too good. Maybe that was why I chose the slow kind of pills. I thought I could fade out instead of ending it all at once. The next morning, a loud crash downstairs pulled me out of sleep. I went down and stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

she asked shyly. I shake my head, “No, I doubt they will.” Ellie hesitates at the door, “Make sure you make your wife scream tonight. I don’t want her getting jealous.” I smile, “I have every intention of making my wife serve me.” “Serve you? Should it not be the other way around?”

No one stays at the bottom and no one stays on top either. After losing so much, she suddenly had everything she needed. In terms of material things, she definitely has more. It's not about the 'needs' anymore but the 'wants' that she can easily access day by day. But is this really it? Is it normal to greedily ask for more? “What's with the cake?” Belle stopped and stared at Nikolai. Of course, she didn’t wish for his world to revolve around her only… but isn’t it just right for a husband to remember his wife’s birthday?