Perfect Housewife Novels & Stories

“We’re here” “Let’s have our lunch first, then we will tour you with the whole house.” “Okay”, she said while looking around. Wow! The place is so big. The house is so big. It was a mansion. She never lived in a big house. While she can proudly say that she was a successful Chef slash businesswoman in her previous life, she never lived in a big house. She just buy a condominium unit near the restaurant for convenient and a house in a rural with a large yard for her gardening. Well, she was alone and she believes that it is not practical to have a big house added the fact that it was time consumable to clean a big house. She does not hire a housekeeper to help her for maintaining the house be

It was a perfect neighborhood to raise a family, which was far from matching the vision she had of Guilherme. She had never questioned her cousin about Perez, but she knew he remained single, so she assumed he lived in a cold, lonely apartment like the owner. But the neighborhood and the small house with its cream facade and tile roof were far from meeting her expectations. It looked like the perfect house for a margarine commercial, only missing the couple and happy children in the backyard.

Every penny I had saved had gone straight to Amy. The villa she lived in, her sports car, and the 30-carat ruby around her neck had all been paid for with my savings. Everything reminded me that I was no longer worthy of his love. Ms. Murphy sighed, cupping my face gently. "You do realize Wolfen Kingdom is a major city, right? You can't show up looking like this. It'd be an embarrassment to me! Come on, we're going shopping." For years, I had been drowning in Lucas' love, forgetting myself in the process.

protests Isaac. My dad sighs before chuckling and bending down to pick up the broken shards of the pot. I don't even get how a pot shatters. There's something magical going on here. My mother, Helen Miracle, can't cook for the life of her. Like, imagine if her whole family was in risk of dying and she had to cook something—anything—to save us. Consider us dead. My phone buzzes and I see that Elena has texted me that she's here. "Well, I've got to go. Elena is here to pick me up. Guess you're driving to school alone, Isaac."

In front of everyone, she started an Instagram Live and kept yelling at me. “Come on, everyone, look at this shameless woman!” “She brought her frumpy mom to my high-end spa. Now she can’t pay and wants to offer her body instead!” “But the second she saw me—the real lady of the house—she lost her nerve. She even said she’d wait for my husband to come ‘deal with her’ personally!” “I’m putting her disgusting face on blast right now. So everyone can be careful. Don’t let this kind of trash seduce your husbands!”

The Winter Paris Competition is over and I can finally relax. With Tanya Pennington named the winner, I can finish out the remainder of my Model Perfect contract and be away from the spotlight. All eyes are on Tanya Pennington and her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. Tanya is the first lesbian to become a model girl winner for Model Perfect. All social media platforms are buzzing with the news. As for me, I am glad it's all turning out the way it needs to.

She did not just erase my past, but also gave me a false identity by obtaining a fake marriage certificate that seemed utterly ridiculous in hindsight. Over those five years, I had managed every aspect of her household and allowed her to pursue her career without a care. I had even scrimped and saved for an entire month to buy her the finest gifts, all so she could hold herself with dignity during her social engagements. I believed my sacrifices would earn her love. In truth, everything that just happened revealed that my five years of devotion had been nothing but a thrilling game to them. When Eira caught my unwavering stare, an inexplicable flicker of panic flashed across her face. Howeve

That's when he met her again and he didn't think twice about saying 'hi' and taking her directly to bed although she hated him. She also chose to live in a shabby apartment. It's small and doesn't have tight security. She chose to be cheap since she's always out in the field. But MJ already saved up enough money to buy a house. But recently, the house she purchased was put on sale. Harvey learned hard that it's where they did it to her. They cornered her and violated her. He somehow bought the house. It's not too big but wide enough to have a garden, garage, and pool. He was planning to start a family with her but it was all ruined because of the bastards.

"You're the woman who makes me truly feel the beauty of the world. You are the perfect woman who is only fit for a perfect man like me." Caraline couldn't help but hug Diego tightly. A single teardrop finally made its way down her cheek, but she quickly wiped it away with the back of her hand. She was a heartless, evil woman now. Caraline released the hug, looking back at Deric who was still looking down deeply. "But you don't have to worry. I've bought a house in the suburbs of Springtown for you to live in. I'll also send you a monthly payment to cover your living expenses there. You... just live your life as it was before we met. Isn't that a nice gift for a useless man like you? When els

I suddenly felt exhausted. "How are you, Grandma ?" she started. "I'm fine, hmmmm. What was your name again?" Grandma asked. "I'm favour , am Travis worker and were are also close. ," favour introduced herself again. I rolled my eyes upon hearing her squeaky voice. How did this woman become a his personal assistant ? I thought you needed brains for you to be a PA. I doubt she even had one. I guess she uses to have one but lost it when she started pursuing a married man.I was throwing daggers at her back. I can't really stand being in the same room with her. If not for Grandma P, I won't stay here even for asecond.