Novel & Cerita Perempuan Marah Tanda Sayang

"Honestly, I married you because I love you, Myron. If I didn't love you, Marvin wouldn't be here in this world. And that love only grew stronger after Marvin was born." "Then why are you always angry with me, huh? Where's the love if that's how you treat me?" Mr. Myron squinted sharply. "Isn't anger a sign of love?" Mrs. Charlotte put on her sweetest smile. She moved closer to her husband and slipped her arm through his. "Come on, let's not be mad. We're getting old and should enjoy our time happily." "Easy for you to say, old? I'm still vigorous."

“I am angry with you.” “For what now?” I say completely exasperated with her mood swings. Pursing her full lips she glares at me. Her emerald eyes are glowing with anger. “Oh, I don’t know,” she says sarcastically. “Perhaps because you betrayed the mate bond.”

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.

I asked, opening up the door to the driver's door, " I took them from you, hope you aren't angry," she said softly, and I looked at her for the longest time before shaking my head, "I feel too tired to be angry with you, I suppose," I said and ran my hand over my face, "It hurts me, you know, seeing how much emotion you let yourself feel because of that woman." "Perhaps it worries you because you prioritize the wrong things." "How can I be hurt over you still feeling something for Ember be the wrong thing? How do you think that makes me feel?"

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."

John's troubled look answered her questioning curiosity, there was a snort and a bunch of swear words that in her situation as a woman she had always refrained from out of politeness, but this time she was already bursting with rage mostly for her great love and friend Marck. "Son of a bitch, damned, bastard, he's a beast, he deserves the worst punishment, touching a woman without her consent, how I hate him, I knew how the two of them loved each other, damn it, he must pay with blood." Ralph watched his wife vociferate and let out all her fury, that hatred he didn't know, but he agreed with her and would support her in whatever she decided.

What makes me angry is that he wants our Emma a grown woman with innocent features. "Emma, come to me, and I will spare your lovers!"he calls out. I hear our girl scoff. "I will never come to you, and I will never leave my family for some sick old pervert!"she yells out. I have never been more proud. I smile as I look back atcher and wink. Jack chuckles as he moves back to my side. "That was hot, he smiles my way, our girl is hot when angry," he looks at me and I can see love in his eyes.