Novel & Cerita My Wife Is So Sweet

I was just about to enter my husband’s office when I heard his voice through the door, “She’s okay, as far as housewives go, but not stunning enough to take to events.” I heard his best friend, Liam’s voice respond, “Are you crazy? Dude, I would kill for a wife like her. She’s beautiful, smart, and her life revolves around you. Sorry, but I think you’re going blind.”

I was concerned about her. "It's fine, ma'am; my work is still easy and not tiring, and my husband is always picking me up from work," "Your husband is so sweet," I said, and she smiled and nodded. "Sir Eugene is also sweet, Ma'am," she added. "That's true," I giggle. —————

“Are you shy of your husband, wifey?” That did it. I felt my face heat up instantly. The word wife rolled off his tongue like a melody, filling every quiet corner of my soul. I couldn’t stop smiling — I didn’t want to. I just stared at him for a long moment, lost in the sweetness of it. His wife. Mrs. Aldrich. Mrs. De’Lucca.

“We are strongest together. That’s what he’s attacking. Not just our company….us. So we fight as us. Not just business partners. Husband and wife. Mom and Dad. Family.” Bella looked at him and saw the man she fell in love with years back and still the same one she is in love with now, the one who stayed, the one who tried, the one who loved her even when things were hard. Some of the tightness in her chest loosened.

JONATHAN'S POV: THAT SAME DAY: “Thank you, thank you so much, Sweetheart. This would have never happened without you.” I kissed my wife repeatedly on her forehead, cheeks, lips and neck and she giggled melodiously, looking so gorgeous. Whew…My wife is breathtaking. Even with little to no make up. “It's all you, love. You are so talented, passionate and amazing, it's only right you get your flowers and deal with whoever attempts to tarnish your image.” She spoke sweetly and I held onto her waist firmly, unable to wipe the smile on my face.

She is held tight. - John.... Hmm... your wife is so tight... so sweet... hmmm.... I'm going to love this.

They saw their little wife confused but what she said made a sudden calmness to spread in their demeanor. She said that she got the T-shirt from her husbands closet that means she mentioned them as her husbands and they didn't about care anything at that time but the words their little wife said for them. She considers them as her husbands but why they are feeling so happy for that. Even their faces were blank but inside their stomach were fluttering. They tried to calm their sudden excitement and concentrated on the screen.

She’s so fucking adorable. “Priorities, wife. Priorities…” I mumbled, sweetly.

She didn't mean business partners or partners in crime- practically the same in their case - but she meant partners in love and life. She curses herself for the thought, clearing her throat as though clearing the thought as she nods and agrees. "I guess you've got a good point there," she says. They really were good partners - the thought has her smiling, and she lets out a little laugh as she asks, "How am I the sweet one in this marriage when you're saying all the sweetest things-" "Oh, my God, don't," he warns with a groan, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tells her not to call him sweet. "That's the worst thing you could ever say to me-"

the scent made me know who it was as he placed a hand on my shoulder, followed by my other husbands. Wife. I'd never get enough of that word. The word ‘Mate’ was sweet enough, but ‘Wife’—it was pure bliss. “I love you more,” I uttered in a whisper, my heart swelling with happiness.