Perfect Housewife Novels & Stories

In a mansion on the outskirts of Y city. Grainne spent all day in her new home, making a very happy newlywed wife. Every day waiting for Carwyn to come home from work, cook delicious food for him to eat. She likes the feeling of going to the kitchen by herself cook for him, so he refused his request to hire a maid, not even a bodyguard. She said they are just an ordinary couple now, why should there be so many unnecessary outsiders in the house. Now she just wanted to live in a world of two.

“The beautiful and elegant young lady actually does housework too?! Moreover, she is also an expert at it!” “Did you see her movements? She is so natural and proficient at all. She obviously does it often!” “Ahh! I’m so jealous. She is not only beautiful, but she is also hardworking. So it’s not unreasonable for her to get married to Young Master Burton.” “I admit defeat! I admit defeat!” “Perhaps I finally found a reason as to why I am still single—laziness.” “I just turned from a hater to a fan!” “I’m on the journey to becoming a fan!”

The scent of freshly brewed coffee and burning bacon filled the dining hall of Alexander Dane's Mansion. Christiana Hummed softly as she arranged the plates on the Lavish marble table, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. She had always imagined herself here, playing the role of the perfect wife. And now, with Daniela gone, She finally had her chances. The sun streamed through the tall windows, casting golden rays on the expensive China she had carefully set. She had wanted everything to be perfect . She had waited long enough to reclaim what was rightfully hers. Alexander walked in,adjusting his navy blue suit. His eyes landed on Christiana, who was setting down

Those were the ones who were high maintenance and fragile as porcelain, shattering the moment they were touched. Surely, they could not compare to the multifaceted Rose, who was capable of all sorts of things. She was not afraid of getting her hands dirty, she was a good housewife who could work outside as well, she was able to bear his children and bring up their kids well. All in all, she was all anyone could ask for in a wife and daughter-in-law, really.

All in all, she was quite proud of the way she looked and credited the fact that she was a nutritionist for her healthy, youthful look. She finished her shower quickly and then got dressed for work and ran down the stairs. She was almost as proud of her home as she was of her body. It was a cute little Tudor house with five bedrooms and two and a half baths. She was so proud of herself for working hard being able to afford it on her own. She was especially proud of her little garden in the backyard and her meticulously cared for pool and Jacuzzi. She had everything she had ever wanted in her life. No things less than her four most precious objects which were in the kitchen now.

Assistant Song was probably afraid that he couldn't take good care of Chairman Moore, so he deliberately said that. This was Song Xu's first time to buy this house for Henry. It was also the first time that the housekeeper had seen his boss. After Henry stood firm, he turned to help Monique out. The butler's eyes lit up. The president's newly married wife was a typical oriental woman. She was fair-skinned, petite, and had good facial features. A faint smile hung at the corner of her mouth, giving people a sense of intimacy. "Madam, Miss."

Shouting on top of their voices. I stepped into the camera of the TV show, and with my perfectly practiced smile on my lips. They were expecting to see a perfect woman for a show like this, and a perfect woman they would see. "Please, Mrs Spears, greet the people watching you from home." I was told. "Hello, everyone watching from home, it's me again, Riley Spears, the living example of a perfect wife for a perfect husband." The presenters smiled and clapped. "Today, I've come with another one of the packaged tips on how to be a perfect wife for your husband, the type of wife that would get your husbands locked in your embrace all day long."

If you only wanted her, then why did you even bother giving birth to me? Mom stood stunned, speechless. "When did we ever mistreat you? Both your dad and I treated both of you equally. And after we misunderstood Zora, we doted on you even more! What more could you possibly want?" "Why should I be satisfied?" Laila retorted. "So what if I had your love? She still had Simon. Why did she deserve an amazing man like him? Even without you two, she still had someone who loved her!" Tugging at her hair, she screamed hysterically, "She should've died! Everything she had should've been mine! Simon should've been mine!

It was why she was panicking. "David, please," her voice shifted, dropping into that sickeningly sweet, pitiful tone she used when she wanted something. "I’ve been so good. I’ve been taking care of everything. The staff, the social calendar, Camilla’s schooling... I’ve been the perfect wife." My jaw tightened. Perfect wife? The image of her flashed in my mind — wearing Alice’s ring, holding Alice’s daughter, poisoning herself with medication, just to frame the woman I loved.

It will hurt them more. That why I chose to be misunderstood as someone who has a heart that is hard as stone. That’s why now, I am bothered by the look on face of Jana. I may not experience romantic love but I earn lots of love from my friends and ex-friends. "Penny for your thought my wife?" My husband ask me. My husband. Until now I can't believe that I am Mrs. Ottave now. "Jana." I only answered. He heaved a sigh "Hon please, stop thinking about her okay?"