My Wife Is So Sweet Novels & Stories

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

Sage P.O.V I am getting up and watching my wife sleep peacefully the night after the twins' party peacefully, and things started to turn out wonderfully. I sit up and just stare at my lovely wife. I thought, " Wow, how did I get so blessed to have such an amazing wife and kids. I am so blessed to have them in my life. “Wake up, sweetie. It’s a bright new day, and our loved ones are still here in our home. Let’s make them feel welcomed, ok baby.” I whisper in her ear.

She says, smiling at them. “This is my wife. Now you can give her all your praises.” Edward said, sounding very pleased. “The party was so beautifully decorated, and I’m honoured ro have experienced being surrounded by such non living beauty, even if the abstract art seem to come to life sometimes.” “Oh really? The pleasure was and still is mine, Mrs Shaw, thank you very much.” Edward’s wife says with a large smile to Natalia and sends a cropped version of her original smile to Wendy. Natalia, noticing the tension quickly speaks up. “My husband is waiting for us. We have to go.” She smiles.

Santha exchanged the last bit of her energy for a chuckle. “Baby...I just want you to be happy...At some point, Suman seemed to be a great choice but now, Mike is even a better one. He is your friend and trusts me, every woman needs a friend to get through marriage.” Ending the call, Sarah froze on the floor. ‘Every woman needs a friend to get through marriage’

My wife, my partner. She'll fit perfectly in my world.

"Nothing. I just want to thank you for being so caring. You know what? I can't wait to become your wife." "Aren't you the more sweet-talker between the two of us?" I said while smiling. "I'm just saying the truth. And I promise I will be sweeter when we're finally married. I will be the sweetest wife you will ever have in your life." I pinched both of her cheeks. "I know that already. I know you would be the sweetest wife in the world." Suddenly, Sophia moved her face close to me and gave me a peck on my lips.

Grabbing her chin, I force her to look at me, “My sweet, beautiful, Ellie. Don’t hide from me.” “How can you say that I’m beautiful?” Ellie asked. I lightly run my fingers over Ellie’s thigh, “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve met Ellie. I love when the sun hits your hair, and you can see the golden strands. Your eyes are always soft.” “You had women more beautiful than me,” Ellie replies. I shake my head, “That’s impossible. You have models jealous of you.” Ellie blushes, “They are jealous because I’m married to you.”

the girl talked too much, he didn't feel like being with someone who talked too much and much less with her, he would love for his wife to be the one to offer him that invitation, besides it was not true that he did not like sweets, well he didn't like it, but now he does, for the simple fact that his wife likes things full of sugar, so he now had that fascination beacuase knowing that every time he tried those things full of sugar, it would cause a big smile to his beautiful redhead, with that it was more than satisfactory.

He and his wife Sandy are incredibly sweet people. I smiled at him. “Of course. Tell her I would love to come over. I miss her, give her a hug from me and I’ll drop by, ok?” I said as sweetly as I could when I hear a gut-wrenching scream. Oh no.

I will make sure it's me she thinks about, I will have her so occupied with me that she won't have any time left for any stupid actvity. And then by night she will be back in my arms, and I will make her forget about everything. "Thank you for taking care of us Agtha". My wife said, in a monotonus voice but there is a gratfulness in her intent. I know her. She is not sweet but she is a considerate of people's feelings. "The pleasure is all mine, Madame". I thanked god, because the way my wife and I are wasting time in pleasntaries is good for me.