Peanut Butter Gamer Wife 소설 & 이야기

I watch as she smears all the peanut butter I had put on the plate onto the toast and inhales it. "We have more peanut butter?" she asks between bites, and I nod; she goes to get up. "I'll get it. How much do you want?" I say, putting a hand on her leg so she doesn't get up "Just bring me the jar and a spoon," she says I get up, grab what she asked for and sit back down. She decided on 'Big Daddy,' saying we all needed to laugh when everyone except Seth and Azrael gave her odd looks. She pauses it until the pizza everyone finally agreed on arrives, and we all settle in.

I say on a sigh. I'm really in no position to turn away food right now. My stomach might revolt. He repeats my order to Amy while scowling and waiting for her to say she's on it. Once they've disconnected, his attention turns back to me. "I hope that's the baby talking and not you being spiteful." I roll my eyes hard, making sure he sees. "Does it matter?" Besides, he's the only weird person on the planet who doesn't like peanut butter and jelly.

She needed to wear headphones for this fully immersive horror game, so no matter how many times I called her, she hadn't responded at all. It was only after my birthday party ended that she and Luke Shore claimed they were tied up with a boss battle and couldn't make it. On my birthday, my wife and another man had spent the entire day inside that game. The guests kept saying how much they were looking forward to seeing the game I'd invested in hit the market, but the way they looked at me was full of sympathy. If a guy's wife couldn't even be bothered to show up at his birthday party, it said everything about where he stood in her heart.

Her stomach, empty all day, began to ache with hunger. She pressed the button on the panel so Gavin could hear her. “Pull over. I’m hungry. I want to get out and buy something.” However, the car still did not slow down. Just as Winter raised her hand to knock on the privacy screen, a hand holding a cigarette braced over hers. “Gavin, pull over and buy a roasted beef sandwich.” Chris’s voice was low and icy, sharper than usual. Winter’s raised hand froze in midair. Her eyes warmed, and she forced herself not to lean toward the familiar scent that brushed past her.

She said, full of arrogance, "Stop making a fuss, Xander. Caleb said he's willing to take a step back. When I have the baby, you'll still be my husband and the baby's dad! "You know I can't get aroused with you. Now that you've quit your job at the hospital, you can stay home and take care of me during the pregnancy. I'll give you a thousand dollars of extra allowance every month. The three of us can live in harmony together. How does that sound?" Live in harmony with a cheating woman and her lover? In her dreams! I gave Wendy a sharp slap. With a sneer, I said, "You and Caleb go ahead and live happily together!"

Who would want a gift from a soon-to-be ex-wife? After finishing the meal, I didn't rest. I threw myself entirely into the Eurentia project.

"You were his wife and you didn't know he liked games?" She darts her eyes away from mine. I recognize that look, it's shame. Neriah Chadwick barely had an idea of who her husband truly was. Or is. "He was your brother too and you didn't know that either" she grumbles. My teeth do the reflex grind again. "Don't test my patience, Neriah." She sighs. "He never played games when he was with me. He didn't even own a gaming console." "Then what about the mall? He doesn't need to like games to set one up."

"Acquiring a gaming company has to do with my wife, too. I want to develop a game that my wife likes and exclusively for female players. Even in virtual reality, I don't want any men to get close to my wife." He mentioned his wife with every sentence. His deep affection for her made countless people stop to watch the interview. "Mr. Reed treats his wife so well. I can't even imagine how happy she must be, falling asleep and waking up with such a man by her side," one of them murmured.

KATERINA NOTHING TASTES BETTER RIGHT NOW than peanut butter and yogurt on top of a blueberry muffin. I didn't have this epiphany until this morning, but I'm confident I'm right. Why else would I be slathering my third muffin in thick white yogurt, licking chunky peanut butter off my thumb while hovering over the sink in the kitchen? Because you're a crazy pregnant woman. Well, okay. That probably factors in.