Housewive Stories Novels & Stories

said one of them and as soon as finished speaking, the four of them began their task, two of them approaching her. She staggered back and sat on the headboard warily, "Wait, what the hell is going on? What are you going to do?" She blurted, stopping them from reaching her. But the maids were like robots "We'll start washing you up Mistress" they held her even though she was protesting. "What? No! I can wash myself! I don't need someone to do that!" They dragged her to the washroom and locked the door, without a warning they stripped her off her pajamas, she gasped and stared at them. "What the hell? Where is my husband? Call him now!" She screamed, but the robots continued their work, bathin

Sighing, I resigned myself to staying with her “So… what do you usually do during your 9-to-5?” Margaret shrugged. “Nothing much. I watch TV and supervise the bots.” explained as she strolled out of the kitchen into the living room, I followed her. Watching as she comfortably settled onto the couch. Picking up the remote, she pressed a button, and the wall shifted, revealing a massive television screen. “The bots?” I echoed. She nodded. "What do the bots do?" I wondered. "All the house chores, Richard's doesn't like people invading his privacy" the way she was so casual about everything amused me.

“Or you could sell it and give me half the profits. That would cover childcare while I got a job.” “You can’t have my house; your name is nowhere on it,” I explained. “I helped you pick it out. I helped you make renovation plans. Those are all my ideas!” Vivienne says getting increasingly upset. “What makes you think I used your plans?” I asked. “Why would I renovate a house to your liking when we aren’t together?" Vivienne crosses her arms, “Is it to her liking? I drove by it three months ago and saw work was being done.”

It's once again another typical weekend for them. Her husband was busy talking to his siblings. She couldn't follow their conversation because if it wasn't about their passion, which she didn't know anything about, it was about their relatives she didn't know or hadn’t met yet. "Ma'am, what do you want? I'll just take it, and then I'll just bring it to you." One of the housekeepers asked her when they saw her looking for something inside the refrigerator. She is also not used to having housekeepers around. She grew up helping her mother with the housework.

"I'll stake my own life on this. I didn't add anything strange to it. You've all seen this bottle of wine on the stream. Any fans want to try some?" One bold woman actually took a big gulp. "I believe Vivian is a good woman. I drank it, and nothing's wrong." I started a timer and told her to stay calm. "Vivian was spoiled like a little princess since childhood. Her cooking skills are terrible. What you saw on the stream, her ability to cook, that's all progress she made in the past three years. "As for housework, don't even get me started. Vivian never did housework herself. Every two weeks, she'd have my mother-in-law come clean the house, claiming she didn't want her mom to feel lonely.

Greg's Pov "You're place is a mess ! You should clean. Not beacuse you're a man that gives you the reason not to clean. You should learn all the household chores so that if you have a family of your own you know how to help your wife inside the house", Grandma has been ranting for hours already since she arrived. She is ranting about the mess. She is ranting about me not conserving water and electricity. She is ranting about the piled up unwashed dishes and many more.

Nafisa cautioned. "I am on my way to your house" "Okay, I am waiting. Till then" She hanged up the call and cooked fried rice and chicken as the main dish , chocolate cake for dessert. She watched as the clock ticked away wondering what her husband is still doing out. The door bell rang for the fifth time before she summoned the courage to open it up. The door stood Khadija and her son fawaz. She felt a pang of worry in heart, married for two years without a child has been her problem, She loves babies but they couldn't make them, she only thought the problem was from her.

As she entered the gates of the village, I also turned the car around to go back home. Home. The place where I live to eat, sleep, work, and study. It was big but actually empty. Yeah, my mother and my son lives there with me and I have a few maids to do the chores. However, I haven't slept with anyone in my soft king-size bed since we came back ten years ago. I haven't had anyone to scrub my back in that marble tub that I had installed.

"For personal assistant, I don't know anyone that need a assistant" Ruth said, "Do you know where I can get a job as a housekeeper or housemaid?" Doyin asked, "Why do you choose to work as a maid, are you not a graduate?" Ruth asked, "Yes, I'm a graduate, but I have my reasons for choosing to work as a maid" Doyin said, "But house chores used to be tedious and tiring" Ruth said, "You are right, but my job In the house Is not just a maid, but a maid to a widower, a single dad, or a maid to a elderly men, and that's how I can make fast cash" Doyin explained,

" With a single sentence, my mate dismissed every sacrifice I had made for this household. He was tired of me, yet he still craved my cooking. No—because he thought I was the cheapest maid. A bitter laugh slipped past my lips as I pressed the pen down and signed my name. After Lucas left, I went to meet Ms. Murphy. On my way, I ran into Amy, who was watering the flowers in front of her house. She greeted me with her usual cheerfulness. "Mrs. Howl, did you and Mr. Howl fight? He stormed out this morning, looking furious. He'd even asked me for a sandwich."