Orochimaru's Wife Novels & Stories

Kenji added to ensure there were no more questions about Akiko's status. “Excuse me—umm… I mean, congratulations on your marriage, Sandaime.” Takeuchi was the first to regain his composure among the others. “I heard news about your engagement yesterday, and now it turns out you’re already married,” Takeuchi continued. Kenji grumbled inwardly, annoyed that the news of his marriage had been spread among the extended family. “There was a change of plans at the last minute, so I married Akiko,” Kenji said. “But, sorry, who is your wife? I mean, which family does she come from…”

That strong and perfect body, Oriana's eyes immediately lit up! This was her husband! Only a man like that was worthy of Oriana! As Oriana's greedy fingers traced all over Archie's chest muscles, a hand immediately gripped Oriana's wrist and stopped her from moving further. "You didn't answer my question." Archie just stared at the woman in disgust. If not for the fact that he had once felt quite comfortable with the woman while they were together and had even thought of marrying her the moment she left the catwalk.

The moment they saw my green eyes, they knew who I was. “You are Lady Himawari, the Minister’s daughter.” The husband said in awe. He and his wife kneeled down in front of me. I asked them to raise their heads and to forego the formality. In this room, I’m just Himawari. “My name is Muichiro and this is my wife Kanae.” He said, I smiled at them and asked them about their life. He told me that they once were farmers and they had land and a steady income but when his wife got sick, he poured all his money on treating her but all of the other doctors just scammed him into paying them money without any improvement on his wife’s condition.

Rowan mumbled. “I'm so glad my daughter is happy.” Charles clenched his fist out of anger, he forced a smile on his lips while nodding to what they said. Deep down he wanted to yell, he wanted to tell them that the marriage they thought might be working never worked. “Yes, she's pretending to be happy.” Charles murmured that none of them heard what he murmured. “I'll be in my room.” He announced then he walked to the stairs leisurely but halted on the staircase. He turned around. “Mom, I think you should call Charlene. Javier told me she had a cramp yesterday while they were at the library.”

He didn't do anything to Zhou Tian, but Songdao Youmeiwas caught by Zhou Tian. Now that he was beaten so badly by Zhou Tian, Nobuo Matsushima was a little hopeless. "Do you know who my future son-in-law is? It's Tamao Takeda! Do you know who Tamao Takeda is? He's the eldest son-in-law of the Waveman Group! How dare you treat me like this? You're dead! Zhou Tian, you're dead..." Nobuo Matsushima fell down like a resentful woman, threatening Zhou Tian from time to time.

Yet she was so faithful a wife, and her character so patient, that she never allowed a reproach to escape her lips, or a frown to mar the sweet sadness of her face, and she was ever ready with a smile to welcome her husband back or usher him forth wherever he went. At last the day came when the Prince Yamato Take must depart for Idzu and cross over the sea to Kadzusa, and he bade his wife follow in his retinue as an attendant while he went to take a ceremonious farewell of the Princess Miyadzu. She came out to greet him dressed in gorgeous robes, and she seemed more beautiful than ever, and when Yamato Take saw her he forgot his wife, his duty, and everything except the joy of the idle prese

An aching formed between my thighs, and I bit my lip, half of me wanting to mourn that I was doomed to be an unsatisfied wife and the other part wanting to anger that it was thus. If the gods genuinely liked me, then they ought to have given me a gorgeous man who knew how to delight a woman. Instead, I’d first been handed to one who viewed me as equal parts servant and broodmare, and then one married to another woman—though in fairness, not having to suffer Alpha Orion ’s touch was a mercy. It is hard to preserve one’s wits when faced with a woman as gorgeous as the sight of shore to a guy who has been lost at sea.

She was wearing a soft tone blue yukata with dark green bow. “Our nephew in the south… Do you mean Takeshi’s son? That four-eyed teacher?” He asked. The wife nodded. “Yes. That one.” “Why?” He asked, his expression seemed indifferent. “You know I can be very curious when it comes to children, Eiji.” His wife patted his shoulder with a smile, unperturbed by her husband’s lack of expression. “Yes, I can see that, Rio. You visited the orphanage nearby often. What does that mean when it comes to him?” The husband, Eiji, asked.

The corner of her lips curved upwards to form a smile at that, and she stated, "Is that so? Right now, you must feel as if you are taking care of a child, right? It's not like I can do anything about it nor can I form a mutual connection with you like that mature version of me did. But thank you for taking care of me." Thinking about it, she should be grateful to Hyunjin. After all, the mutual connection that they had gotten married due to did not last any longer yet he was putting in so much effort due to her. He just stared at her silently. "By the way, what about those people who are after my life? Did you manage to get new information on them?" she asked, raising one of her eyebrows.

“Then stop looking at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you have already decided to die.” The throne room shook harder. A pillar cracked from ceiling to floor. Orochi stepped into the water. “Touching.” I placed Ayame behind me. She immediately stepped back to my side. Even then, even with death closing in, the corner of my mouth almost moved. “You never obeyed a command in your life,” I said. “I obeyed several.” “Name one.” “I married you.” “That was your idea.”