I Became A Virtuous Wife And Loving Mother นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I had asked Mother. My mother smiled, but she did not tell me anything at that time. But later, my mother told me the truth, when I was older and got my first bleeding. “I was not a virgin when I married your father. In my kingdom, it was not necessary to be a virgin until your wedding. I had quite a few lovers with whom I had physical intimacy with. I even came to be with child by a noble man. His name was Cristopher. He was a good-looking man. However, I had to get rid of that child before my first month of pregnancy. I don’t regret it. It would ruin my and my father’s reputation. My father knew about all the customs of this kingdom. So, he planned the wedding on the first day of my bleedi

My wife smiled at me and wrapped her arms around my neck, resting her forehead against my shoulder for a second as she took deep, slow breaths. “What did I ever do to deserve a loving man like yourself?” Kiara suddenly asked and I smiled. The woman was an angel, despite what we did, who she was, and where she came from, the woman was born an angel. Yes, it is true that her parents had tried turning her into a killing machine, a weapon basically, but even so. The woman managed to somehow cure herself, the love she showed to everyone around her, the care, her selflessness. Hell, the woman never asked for anything in return from anyone she helped or did ‘favors’ to, I couldn’t even call them as

What I would lay my life on the line to keep. Ivy. My woman. My wife. My family. Webuilt this together, and nothing will ever take that away. THE END

I pulled her close and kissed the top of her head. "You are my wife now. The past means nothing to me. From now on, no one and nothing can ever disturb us again." We held each other tightly. At last, our new life was truly beginning.

My wife smiled at me and wrapped her arms around my neck, resting her forehead against my shoulder for a second as she took deep, slow breaths. “What did I ever do to deserve a loving man like yourself?” Kiara suddenly asked and I smiled. The woman was an angel, despite what we did, who she was, and where she came from, the woman was born an angel. Yes, it is true that her parents had tried turning her into a killing machine, a weapon basically, but even so. The woman managed to somehow cure herself, the love she showed to everyone around her, the care, her selflessness. Hell, the woman never asked for anything in return from anyone she helped or did ‘favors’ to, I couldn’t even call them as

"Thank you, my love. Trust me, I will never be like my mother." "Hey, you are nothing like your mother. She is a manipulative, money-minded lunatic who will do everything to get what she wants even if it means, selling off her only child. Miss cute, you are kind, compassionate, a girl who fights for the people she cares about and so much more. It's why you will be the best wife and mother to our children." His words were making my heart to plummet with jubilance. Tears that were stinging the corners of my eyes commenced cascading down my cheeks.

Ivana lifted her chin stubbornly even as tears ran down her face. “I meant well,” she whispered, voice breaking despite her effort to keep it queenly. “Richard, I, I didn’t know. I didn’t know she had no virtue.” No virtue. The phrase sounded almost laughable in this context. Virtue. As if this was about morality and not greed. As if this was about purity and not deception. My mother stepped closer to me, her hands trembling now, her expression cracked open in a way I had rarely seen. “Forgive me,” she pleaded.

I retorted, crossing my arms and ready to listen to his playful banter. "We have to keep moving, but I'll tell you," he declared. His words ignited a surge of joy in my heart. "Go ahead," I replied, shifting beside him with a beaming smile. "My mother was a remarkable woman. She married my father after their first encounter on the battlefield. Love struck them instantly as they fought side by side, successfully repelling the raiders. Their bravery led to their coronation as the leaders of the Fort. Following their victory, my mother became pregnant with me, and for several years after my birth, everything was peaceful. Love prevailed without fear."

"Isabella was everything they had hoped for and more. She was a treasure, a precious gift they cherished. The young woman, now a mother, felt as though her life was complete. She had a loving husband, a beautiful daughter, and a future secured in the empire." Ilyana's expression shifted and a shadow of sorrow darkened her features. "But life, as it often does, took an unexpected turn. Despite the happiness they shared, there were undercurrents of insecurity and doubt. The husband, though outwardly devoted, harbored fears of inadequacy. He felt overwhelmed by the expectations placed upon him, believing that he could never truly measure up to the greatness of his wife."

Charles always heard his father saying, “Put the woman back in the kitchen where she belongs, then everything will be all right. But you put her out there in the public work, she is gone. The modern women snicker up their nose and say “There is nothing to that.” Charles had observed that Vivian might not be too harsh like most of these modern classes of women. She would not be a miserable and obnoxious creature or disrespectful. She would be a meek and an obedient wife, not a domineering female, not a violator of the supreme laws that guide the marital laws. She would be well respected in the neighbourhood, honored in society. She would be a kind of a wife that bridles her tongue; not an ins