I Love You Wifey Novels & Stories

“David I love you” “And I love you too”

“You don't have to be ashamed, we're married. My sister's just jealous. You know, single..I love you, wife.” “I love you too, hubby…” ********

She wailed, 'I hate it when people keep secrets from me and make me stupid to believe them'. Tears flowed from her eyes and she clenched his two hands and beamed, 'Kuk, you haven't hidden anything from me so far. I appreciate you showing me yourself as an open book. I felt the peace, the happiness and the calm inside me because of you. I can't express how much I love you in words!

I love you. *I love you.*

I grabbed her wrist. "What are you doing? You want to hit me again? Eighteen years of this, and you still haven't had enough?" In an instant, her strength faded. She suddenly remembered that I was her daughter. "Yes, I'm jealous of Sadie. We were born in the same hospital, raised together. I'm prettier than her, smarter than her! Why, why did she marry Jimmy and become a wealthy wife while I ended up with a useless man who died young? She's always flaunting her perfect life, and it drives me crazy. We were both pregnant at the same time, and she always said she wanted her child to be the happiest in the world. I thought, this is the only thing I can do to make her unhappy. God helped me—both

he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion, "I want you to know that you are not only my wife but also my savior, my confidante, and the love of my life. I promise to cherish you always, to protect you with all that I am, and to love you endlessly." Vivian's heart swelled with love as she looked into George's eyes. "George," she murmured, her voice filled with the same depth of emotion, "you are my heart's desire, my greatest love, and my truest friend. I promise to stand by your side, to support you in all your dreams, and to love you for all eternity."

“You really know how to ruin the moment. You know everything that happens between us. She tells you everything, doesn’t she?” “Yumi loves you very much. I’m sure she’ll chase after you,” I said, taking off my blazer. “You’re delicious,” he said, moving closer and squeezing my chest. “You’re good at changing the topic!” I flicked his forehead. “I don’t care if she chases me. I’ve always been loyal to you. So can we stop talking about her? This time is just for us. I love you, my wifey,” he said sweetly and kissed me before I could respond.

Anticipation thrummed in my gut, the thought yearning to come to life. She’d say that to me today. I love you— Wifey. In the meantime, my son had to eat first.

he dashes me a disdainful look before lifting his weight from the bed. My heart plummets with fear when I remember the consequential secret I'm keeping from him. “I thought you believed me that day when you sent her away. Why are we still arguing about this? Is that why you've been avoiding me?” My tone dripping with hurt. “I sent her away doesn't mean I believe you, you're my wife, I trust you and I love you, but now I'm beginning to doubt all that because sometimes I feel like I don't know the woman I've been sharing my life within the past seven years,” he confession strikes a nerve within me.

"I love you" "I love you"