Novel & Cerita Hikaru Wife

Emily’s mouth parted slightly in surprise, unable to look away. “Who is she? And how did she get in here?” George asked, confused by the silent standoff between the two women. No one responded. The air thickened with tension as their gazes remained locked. “Baby… do you know her? What’s going on?” George asked again, growing more bewildered with each passing second. After several long, silent minutes, Emily finally cleared her throat and spoke. “She is Luna Ward—your new wife”

Riko nodded to her son. “I, Hibiki Ryū Konishi, take you Yūri Aiko Hatake, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part." Hibiki smiled, holding my hands in his. “The rings.” Riko nodded at her husband.

TWO YEARS AND THREE MONTHS BACK “Benny proposed last night saying I was the only woman he could ever imagine as his wife. Can you tuck inagine? The fucker dared to say it to my face while fucking that Bitch-are you even listening? Hey! Rara!” I jolted forward when someone shook me by the shoulders.

Its life span was very short, yet in that very short time it bloomed gloriously, bringing so much joy and beauty to this world. “Do you miss him?” Sakura asked. “Err… Kenji?” Haruka nodded. “Yes. I was his wife. He was kind to me.” “Was he…” Sakura took a deep breath, unsure how to ask the question that was burning within her mind, the question that reflected her own dilemma. “To you…was he the one?” Haruka turned to look at her daughter for a moment and noted the quandary playing about her pretty face. She chuckled. “My, my, Sakura, where is this coming from?”

" Wait!! Well... She is my... Wife. " " WHAT ???? Are you mad?? " " No, but getting there very soon. " " Mohit, I am not in the mood for riddles." " She is Srusti Mohit Paul. My wife already." " How?? When did you get married ?? Why didn't you tell us?? Manu is your best friend, you didn't even tell her. "

It was really fun to talk to the person who was the world to me before and became part of my first love. We talked about our experiences. I found out that Hina was a doctor at a private hospital near Ibaraki. And she married at the age of eighteen. Her husband owns an overseas pharmaceutical company; they have no children, and they both decided to divorce five years ago. Hina would not detail why they separated. Hina also asked me what my job was and if I was married or had a child.

Manu requested. " Wait !! What is going on?? Who is your wife? What was he saying? " I asked looking at Shubh and Sahil Ji. Sahil Ji looked very angry. " Manyata is my wife. " Sahil Ji said. " I swear, I didn't mean to..." Shubh said. " Shubh Ji please go out," Manu said. Shubh nodded and went out after looking at me. I was shocked with confusion. Manu was married to him ?? She got married?? When ?? How??

Moana * The woman in the black-and-white picture had blonde, straight, long hair with a beautiful smile on her lips. So the moment I saw her, I knew who she could be. She didn’t need to be introduced. Everyone knew that Alaric had always loved one woman in his life, and that was his wife. And the woman in the picture could be none other than his wife, for sure. Maybe I was overthinking. Maybe I was assuming stories on my own.

said his daddy who was now looking at him sharply. Keenan turned to his wife when he felt the woman's hand he was holding start to cool down. He then smiled and gently kissed the back of her palm. Reassuring her that there was nothing to be afraid of regarding the current meeting. "As you heard earlier. We are both married. The name of the woman by my side is Safira Lilyana Dewi. Call her Lily, my wife. We have been a married couple for almost three months." All the family members who were there gawked at the explanation just now. Especially Keenan's parents who were still silent on the spot. The grandfather sighed softly while looking at Lily who looked uncomfortable.

The unexpected proposition left everyone, especially Hiya, in a state of astonishment. Quick to clarify the situation, Hiya's sister-in-law interjected, unveiling the familial connection. "It's good that you liked Hiya, but she is not our maid. She's my husband's little sister and my sister-in-law." A forced smile accompanied this revelation, betraying a hint of concern – the fear of losing the reliable presence that attended to household chores.