My Wife Is My Life นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Oh my god! They're a hate-driven couple? How interesting!" "Let me get this straight. The husband felt his knowledge was tainted because someone else touched it, and the wife decided to make him undergo an organ transplant because of that, right?" "That's right. Look at him acting all high and mighty. As if anything in this world is truly clean!" "In reply to the poster above me, you're nothing but trash! Just because you're impure, you think everything else is tainted too, huh?" Comments from people watching the live stream scrolled relentlessly across the screen.

"You've got a week to prepare. Report to HQ next Wednesday." "Thank you, Mr. Fuller." I thanked him and left. By the time I got home, it was already 12:00 pm. As I looked at the empty room, my heart ached. When we first got married, Emma and I used to rush home for lunch together every day. But since Keegan joined her company, she'd often make up excuses not to come home. I tried to be understanding and took nutritious meals to her office. But when I got there, I saw her sitting next to Keegan, laughing and sharing a lunchbox.

This is not a small matter. " Hello! Good Evening!" Mr Wordsworth grabs the Mic and walks towards the edge of the stage with a soft smile. " Today is a very special day of our lives. It's a day when I was fulfilled by someone's coming into my life" His eyes go to his wife who is smiling at him... " She became my oxygen. My one and only one who I can never live with. She held my hand when I needed someone to hold it. When everyone left me because I had nothing, she stayed next to me, letting me build this empire!"

Either way, if I die tonight, at least I would’ve had the pleasure of knowing her in this lifetime and the quest of searching for her in the next. Before her, it never occurred to me that I could love a person this much. But I do love my wife. More than anyone has ever loved anything, which is why I wouldn’t hesitate for a single second to give my life if it meant keeping her safe. I reach down and brush a stray curl behind her ear. The corner of her lips twitches, and she burrows further into my touch.

Ema questioned Nathan. "They were trying to keep you safe in their way. When you love someone a little too much, you do more harm than good." "What about you, I tried to ruin your life...I was a monster!" Ema said as she continued to sob. Nathan tilted Ema's head to meet his. He wiped her tears with his soft palms and gave hee a smile. "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."

"Welcome to a new life as my wife." TBC

I had no choice but to always be around Chloe because we were looking for the best solution to win the case and she had to involve her other colleagues. Anytime I return home to have a good moment with my wife,she brings out the divorce topic. My life is doomed already, I am losing the important things that mean so much to my life gradually. I went to the cafeteria to get lunch and I saw my wife with Michael, he said to her, “Layla, please I need you in my life, give me three months and if you don’t want me I will stop bothering you, I love you, I don’t think I can ever be happy without you, my mom is also wishing for you to be part of our family.” I was already vibrating and I tightened my

Max motions in front of us. I turn my head and gasp. The house is stone and brick. “That’s our home?” I questioned. “I thought you said the outside needed updating? It looks fine to me.” Max squeezes my hand, “I’m trying to impress you. Do you think I was going to let you see our new home while it was crumbling?” “I’m already your wife. Why do you want to impress me?” Max blushes, “Grampa once told me that if a day comes when he stops trying to impress Gramma, he deserves to lose her. When you love someone, it is important that you show it or you can take it for granted.”

"She's my wife." "What?!"

It was as if they were studying something, as if they were seeing deep inside me, something I hadn’t even discovered myself. “I love her so much, so she has to be involved in everything I do. I swear, Tanya, my wife is half my life, or maybe even my entire life, in her hands. She’s my life and my death.” Tanya’s eyes widened; she hadn’t expected me to say that. It was probably the worst thing she’d ever heard in her life. About how selfish she’d been living her life all this time, or about how she’d been so rule-abiding.