Housewife Novels & Stories

To add up with her worries, her mother-in-law was expected to stay with them for a while. Shane would definitely have no problem acting out like a ‘perfect’ husband he could be. Well, as for her, she could cook which was one of the ‘basics’ a woman should learn at least when getting married. Other than cooking, she sucks at everything else. Don’t mention doing the laundry and cleaning the house, oh, there’s washing the dishes too in which she always had to buy a new set of utensils for replacement. Breaking the glasses and plates became her habit whenever she’s washing them.

Zhou Han asked when he sat down on the counter stool. Li Wei took out some ingredients from the refrigerator and he was about to cook some rice when Lihua spoke that she already did. It was the only thing she could do since she will still be learning how to cook some dishes. "I'll leave the hiring to my wife. She is in charge of managing this house. Besides, I won't get tired if I could cook for her even if I just came from work. Work is more tiring than cooking something for my lovely wife." "Fucking cringy" Zhou Han jokingly said as he acted like he was vomiting.

the lady said smiling genuinely and then looked at me. "Veena aunty... meet my wife Drishti....and drishti she is veena aunty she is the soul of my house... she keeps everything in place in my absence and also takes complete care of my mom" Oh! she must be the caretaker of house... But so nice of him he didn't use the word maid for her. Veena aunty suddenly ran inside and came with aarti to welcome me inside. We entered inside the hall was beautiful and comfy.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

The proof Aris Thorne found against Helena Vance was sharp enough to cut in both directions. It finally confirmed what Jason and Bella had feared that Helena wasn’t just part of George Reed’s twisted empire. She was its new head. She was the one known as “The Weaver,” the woman working from the shadows, pulling the strings, finishing what George started. But exposing her wouldn’t be simple. Helena Vance wasn’t someone who panicked when cornered. She had power, deep connections, and more money than most people could dream of. She would fight like hell to protect what she’d built.

“I’ve listened to all your songs. Mainly when I cook in the kitchen.” “Thank you,” Bethany said politely. “I’m glad to have some fans here. But please, treat me like I was just another member of your pack. You may call me Bethany.” “Of course,” the woman said. “I am Deanna. But most call me Dee. I’m the house mother.” “A house mother?” “I’m in charge of all the workers in the packhouse,” she explained. “I do most of the cooking as well. Like a mother.”

The old woman just took her into the house and said: "I'm the housekeeper here, it's fine to call me Mrs. Phung, you just came today, don't know the rules, so I don't blame you, but you have to learn, old man. Our families and ladies only like polite people.” Grainne saw her face teaching others, and was very upset, so she replied: "Ah, Mrs. Phung, right? You must have misunderstood, I didn't come to be a servant, just your young master's knee was injured, so I came to take care of it." “What's the difference? That is a maid, no different from a servant!” Mrs. Phung was very unhappy with her attitude, so she answered informally. "It's not a maid, it's just a temporary caretaker, the housekee

The housekeeper said, "Yes, Miss Jenny, all these dishes are made by her. Since she married Alex, she has been staying at home, in addition to learning to cook, but also learned flower arrangement and tea art. It is so rare to know that the wife was a famous designer, but she gave up her career and ideal for the sake of Mr. She is willing to be a good wife at home." Alex gave the housekeeper a deep look, seemingly with a sense of reproach. The butler had to say, "I'll go see if there are any more dishes in the kitchen."

but I thought if this is same than she will surely meet me and introduce herself even I she is my ishu she will definitely not call me everytime sir sir blah blah. I open my eyes and went toward balcony and stand up there. And see it's stars and moon but it's little cloudy and windy even why not it's monsoon season her favourite. I close my eyes there and feel that air that cold breeze so child her innocent face come. I thought my mom is very stubborn if she decided to marry me with someone I know she will but I don't what should I do umm my mind speak up "idea I tell the girl no to this marriage bcoz I love someone else and if you marry Me. I don't give that love you deserve. Which a wife w

. . . The housekeeper was done with the day's chores and was dishing out the delicacy she'd prepared for her master. Since today was Friday, she knew the food menu in her daily cooking timetable. As she dished out the meal she couldn't help but wonder what could've gone wrong with the newlyweds, although she didn't mean to be a nosy. She'd served it diligently before going ahead to call for the little madam as her boss had instructed her to.