Perempuan Marah Tanda Sayang Novels & Stories

Many women who panic and fear will do it while struggling and crying. ''Why is she angry?... She kissed me back, it means she likes it, right?'' ''Then what made her so angry?... What did I do wrong?'' ''I think that kiss... sweet... I like it...'' ''Did I do it wrong?... Is that why she's angry?... But then, she just needs to tell me, why be so angry?'' ''She already has several spouses, of course, she's more reliable... She has a lot of experience. What's so hard about sharing it with me?!... Weird woman, angry to the point of hurting her hands...''

Her insides shook, in fear and anger. "I wonder how I have managed to put up with you for so long when I don't even have any atom of love for you. How I have stayed with you for so long, knowing that I dislike you so much." he spat. Maria was angered. She couldn't believe how this man was talking about her this way. It made her feel like the last thing she was doing was anything worthy. "Mateo! Stop this. Why are you saying something you can't take back? I'll hold in to this and not let it go." she said. She was at the brink of crying, tears welled up in her eyes. "You left me all alone on the day of our wedding anniversary and what you do when you come back Is insult me?" she was literally

Marlowe answered. I snapped, “Where the hell is my sister? Please don’t beat around the bush! My patience is limited. I don’t have time to chat with you!” He said, “Gosh! We have only spoken, so why are you so angry? But I feel that the more bad-tempered a woman is, the more charming she becomes!” “You are out of your mind.” I cursed and splashed coffee in Marlowe’s face. I stood up and wanted to leave.

She is caring, she's shy. She has a short-temper and can explode if you provoke her. I find that cute. She got angry when we first met. She always piqued my interest, since the beginning. I still remember what she told me when we met for the first time, "It's better to cry with a shoulder than alone. Mother told me that." She hates me and I don't even care about it. She hates how she is married to me for money. The look of resentment was always clear in her eyes but it was masked by those clouds of apprehensions.

She bellowed at Gilbert. At that moment, an elderly woman seized Gilbert's arm and said to him, "Young man, can you see how virtuous your wife and how adorable your daughter are? Why can't you control your anger instead of venting it on them? Wives and children are to be loved and cared for. Don't make them run away and regret it later because of your bad temper."

The door opened letting in a voluptuous and beautiful woman who came to the bed where her husband was incredibly angry, you could see it in the dark circles under his eyes and his countenance, but she very affectionate commented "Please, love, calm down, I don't want you to get sick with anger, it hurts you love, do you want me to make you tisane of lime blossom? That calms your nerves, I... after I leave, I won't bother you, I prefer to see you happy and not angry."

"Idiot, I'm not trying to let you know, but you can imagine, his time is more valuable than anyone's money, and his time is worth millions of dollars, so if he's willing to spend it with you, it means that you're more important than his money and more important than his work, and that he loves you for your performance." Nathalia felt that Mariana's EQ was really not that high. Many young women nowadays had a lot of experience with love, why is it that she was the mother of two children, to actually have such a slow reaction to love?

"But it's not fair. Do you expect me to keep working on your own mood? I was excited last night, and you ended up ruining my day for something I didn't cause." I pecked her chin, and smiled faintly. "I'm so sorry sweetheart. I'm just so bad at controlling my anger. I seriously tried last night." "You didn't." She rejected. "I thought I did." She exhaled, and enfolded her arms around my neck. "No you didn't. You shouldn't consider your anger, when you're with someone you love. Your words are usually so hurtful. If you care so much for me as you claim, you wouldn't have the mind to insult me."

I scolded, my eyebrows furrowed and a stern glare pierced through from underneath, my tone was harsher than I intended. My mother flinched, her eyes widened and she sought my father. “Navidad!” Papà cautioned and I instantly recoiled. Mother glared at me angrily, but her anger soon turned into scorn. “I am not the reason why she would not marry you. You are the reason, why take out your anger on me?” “Behaviors like this are what women hate the most. They end up saying things like ‘marrying you will ruin my life’” My jaws dropped, and my aching heart clenched and my eyes dilated.

And not just any woman, it was the picture of the one woman she hated the most? Tristan sighed. “ You're overreacting now Mika. You shouldn't get angry . it’s not good for you or the bab—” “ Don't you dare act like you care about me or our baby Tristan!” She cut him off. “ We both know it's a lie. The only person you've ever cared about was that Haven of a bitch!” “ MIKA !!” Tristan growled.