Novel & Cerita Happy Wife Happy Life Book

I am not satisfied yet. I am so glad that my wife left me. I thought that my world ended when she was gone, and I found her letter telling me that our marriage was over. That she is happier with her younger lover. I'm so glad that my baby girl is here, and she made my life more exciting and brighter. If my wife hadn't left me, I would still be unsatisfied and would never experience the happiness that I feel right now.

And now, I can't wait for our twins to join our happy family! "A happy life, indeed. Thank you, Thaliana. Thank you for bringing them into my life. Thank you for being a wonderful wife. I love you so much..." he said, touching my tummy. I smiled at him and caressed his face. I tiptoed and kissed his lips again. "And thank you also for being an amazing husband. I love you too, Rozzean." THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER OF THE STORY. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING UNTIL THE END! -Pennieee

She paused, looking out at the horizon of attentive faces. “We are much more afraid of being happy than of suffering. Because suffering is familiar — we have learned how to move through it. Happiness is unknown territory. It’s where we wait for the other shoe to drop. This book is about learning to stay in unknown territory without waiting for catastrophe. It’s about discovering that you can be happy without being wrong for it.” And this third one was a declaration. The passage she chose to read was from the central chapter, the excerpt that had been the hardest and most honest to write:

August who reassured her that she wasn’t alone, that he would take care of everything. And he did. Days turned into weeks of recovery, and every time she opened her eyes, it seemed he was there. Tobi too, with his easy jokes and gentle warmth, like the brother she never had. But it was August’s presence that lingered in her chest—the man who had nearly taken her life, now saving it. What began with an accident slowly grew into something else. Gratefulness became dependence, dependence softened into affection, and affection deepened into love. By the time August asked her to be his wife, she no longer saw the accident as tragedy. She saw it as fate.

I would look at the problem name Rahul hanging on us later on, lets enjoy the some moments of peace life bestowed me with. 'BEING A GOOD WIFE.' Book in my hand caught my eyeballs. How could I expect anything more better from him? " Mr Selfish. I will see you." I said banging the book on the mattress. Who does wants to know the secrets of being a good wife? What does he think of himself? Does he mean that I am not a good wife and that the reason he wants me to read all this bullshit stuff. I will also gift you a bundle of books titled 'The Million Ways of Using Your Brain' , 'Being a Sensible Husband.', 'The Art of Being Alive', 'Taming the Beast Within You.' ...and some more...Huhh.

In our way of life, happiness came a hard third. I slip on my heels and run downstairs to meet my husband, who was waiting downstairs. Things were starting to look up for me somewhat; my self-confidence was returning, my marriage was going well, and I got into an excellent school to further my career! Somehow I think I deserve this - no matter how fleeting it may seem. ***

I had only known this man for two weeks, and already he wanted me to play wife like it was some… some business transaction. I started pacing the length of the room, my bare feet brushing against the cold marble floor. His words echoed in my mind. One million dollars every month. A house. A blank check when we divorce. The numbers alone made me dizzy. That kind of money could change my life. I could finally stop worrying about bills, stop hustling for scraps, stop being reminded every single day that I was nothing compared to people like Nathan and Sarah. My hands curled into fists at the memory of Nathan making love to my so-called best friend.

We just shared a last name now. What more could I ask for? I had a perfect wife, perfect children, a whole room full of friends waiting outside. I have more than I deserve. I can’t imagine my life without any of them in it. To think before I met Julliet my life was depressing and well depressing. Now I am happy. I’ve found happiness in Julliet. Giving my heart to this woman has given me so much more than I could have asked for even if I prayed for it. THE END

🖤 Jacob 🖤 If my life was a book, this is exactly where they would write it. And they lived happily ever after. I was aware of how ridiculous that sounded, given everything given eight years of Stella’s architecture, given a bullet, given a divorce and five years of missing mornings that I was now present for every single day. But the chaos was genuinely, actually, verifiably over, and what had replaced it was something I didn’t have a better word for than happiness, which felt insufficient and was also completely accurate.

"Yes, honey. Let's go." Maybe the saying is true after all. Happy wife. Happy life. …. T H E E N D❤️❤️❤️