I Became A Virtuous Wife And Loving Mother Novels & Stories

I started telling him and stand up from my chair and walk towards the glass wall of my cabin standing there and looking outside it. "You know what Ivan, I had thought she is a gold digger and was marrying me just for my money but I have seen a different kind of women in her in these Six month of our marriage. I don't know how but I am seeing my mother in her. She is just like her caring, loving and selfless. I have done worst thing to her and behave like a jerk but still she cared for me, my family. She fulfilled her every duty of being a wife, daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law..... She is just perfect and That's why I decided to give our marriage a fair chance." I said with a soft sm

Emma continued, her voice steady yet filled with maternal firmness. “I see you with a loving and attentive husband—a man who exceeded every expectation left unfulfilled by your first marriage. A man who is, above all, a man, a husband, a father, and a lover. Let’s not forget that these two babies growing inside you didn’t arrive by divine intervention.” She leaned closer, her gaze piercing.

“You robbed Margarette and me of years with our sons. Do you understand what you did?” Isha bowed her head so low it nearly touched the stone. “Yes, Your Majesty. I understand. I have lived with that understanding every single day.” Her voice lifted. “I raise them. I fed them. I taught them manners. I loved them as if they were mine. But I was a terrified wife before I was a mother. I begged to live.” Cane moved without thinking. He crossed the hall in a few quick strides and dropped to one knee beside her, the evidence of his new-found loyalty plain in the way he kept his voice steady as he spoke.

"You changed me, Adriana. You are not a monster, you are my wife and you have a beautiful heart. You are only saying this because you don't remember everything about you and I don't care if you don't remember but I want you to remember something, I love you." Ema stared at the good man for a second and had another flash. She sniffled and obeyed her instincts, Their lips locked.

Thanks, Mira I will see you later, oh please can I change these clothes" referring to the one she wore to the party last night. "Sure" Mira got her another pair of clothes. She did not encourage her to stay for breakfast because once it came to Claudia, Catherine usually lost every sense of her reasoning. Catherine was the only child of her parents, her parents got divorced before she was born. Her mother got married and left Top Land to start a new life with her husband who lives in the slum part of Northland She was raised by her mom who is currently sick and her stepfather Andrew

I don't know the answer, but I'm possessive towards her, I'm obsessed of her I still can't believe that this little pack of happiness is mine, I feel myself as a fool whenever I remember about the foolish things I have done to hurt this little woman of mine she is the energy packet, wherever she stays happiness will be around her, dad was right she is really a miracle I don't understand still, that how come my mother liked her this much, I never seen her liking an outsider this much I thought only in don case it happened, but even in my case also my mother loving my wife like her own daughter

I mean I can see, you really cared about her, but is this because she is your wife or mother of your child? Viren was stunned to hear her question, indeed this is true, he cared about her because she is going to be a mother. She is pregnant with his child. But, he didn’t marry her for a child. God forbid, she can’t become a mother, will he leave her? No, never! He would never leave her for something, which was not her fault. And she is his wife, not a baby making machine.

I tried, piece by piece, to accustom myself to this new reality, that she was my wife now. She was the woman I was supposed to spend the rest of my life with. The one who would eventually bear my children. The mother of my heirs. And so I told myself that, if nothing else, I had to give her something. My trust. My loyalty. My care. My truth.

I retorted. "Yeah, you're right. Your beloved Matthew will never sell you, but I will!" Ivanna sneered disdainfully. "The truth hurts sometimes, but you must have values. Your life shouldn't revolve around being a housewife and doing chores. That's not love. That's being a fool! "It's only love if he cares about you. How can you keep his interest if all you do is stay home and do chores? Let me ask you something. Besides your child and husband, do you even know who you are anymore?"

“You all treated me like shit.” I shook my head slowly. “You know,” I began, voice steady, “my father always said: ‘Do not trust the loyalty of a broke man.’ I gave you every bit of respect a wife could ever give her husband. I showered you with love and care. I thought our life was going smoothly. I thought my family was perfect. But you, Ian, you shattered that. You didn’t think of me. You didn’t think of the kids when you got yourself a mistress.”