Sorry My Sweet Wife 소설 & 이야기

" I interrupted, my heart sinking with dread. The silence on the other end was deafening, leaving me desperate for answers. "Say it, fuck it! What happened to my wife?" I demanded, my voice cracking with fear. The woman finally spoke, her words heavy with sorrow: "I'm sorry, Mr. Grey. Your wife, we lost her while treating her injuries from the car accident." I pushed the brake hard and pulled over to the side of the road, my mind reeling with shock and disbelief. Tears welled up in my eyes as I tried to process the devastating news. I couldn't breathe, my heart pounding in my chest as the reality of the situation sank in. The world around me seemed to blur as I struggled to come to terms wit

I did not oppose that. When the three left the room, I approached my wife. I sat on the chair near her bed. I gently caressed her face. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I hope that you will forgive me. I'm really sorry. I know, you will hate me when you wake up and find out what happened to our child. I'm really sorry, sweetheart. Now I am very sorry. If only I could turn back the time when you surprised me by carrying our child, I would. I want to bring back those times so that our child's life can be restored as well. I'm so very sorry..." I reached out for her hand that didn't have dextrose and carefully kissed it.

I sobbed, I could no longer control my emotions at those moments. "Sweetheart, please don't cry," he wiped my tears away. “And you don’t have to apologize because it’s all my fault. I'm sorry for keeping you a secret. Promise it doesn't happen again, my wife.” He even glued our foreheads together. “I promise to be faithful all the time. To cherish you and obey you. To love you and adore you for the rest of my life. I love you, sweetheart. God knows that you and Macey are my life now. You are my only happiness, the only one who will make me alive.”

"I don't regret what we did, I had your approval so there is nothing I should feel bad about. But repeating it...I am sorry but it's not possible" Her palms were clenched in fists as she stared at him with pain and madness. "So you mean to say that now that you have fuc*** me like a fuc*** toy...you are to discard me!! Do you take me to be one of your disgusting who** Ashton!! I am your legally married wife for god sake!!!" "Lower your voice .... don't start your drama now!" He spoke unaffected by her words. Drama? Her emotions...they were a drama for him?

They saw their little wife confused but what she said made a sudden calmness to spread in their demeanor. She said that she got the T-shirt from her husbands closet that means she mentioned them as her husbands and they didn't about care anything at that time but the words their little wife said for them. She considers them as her husbands but why they are feeling so happy for that. Even their faces were blank but inside their stomach were fluttering. They tried to calm their sudden excitement and concentrated on the screen.

"There was only a wall between us. He was so strong. He thrust into me so hard that my moans drowned out your cries. It was pretty exciting. "It was my first time seeing such a wild man like him. He was completely different from you, and that was when I got attracted to him." Her words hit me like a thunderbolt, making my head buzz. I widened my eyes in disbelief. That day, I cried my heart out until I almost passed out. But when someone helped me out, Yasmin was walking more unsteadily than me. Zachary Grant stood beside me and patted my shoulder, his voice low. "I'm sorry for your loss. Your mom's gone, and Yasmin is really sad, too. She's your wife, after all. Pay more attention to her."

He prayed with utmost earnestness. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my love, I'm sorry for hurting you, I'm sorry for letting you suffer with me. If we are granted a second life, I will find you and be with you and then we will live for a very...very long….long time. I'm so...so...sorry… I can't keep going anymore... Until then, my beloved husband, my beloved Peach. I love you, and I'm sorry…" Yoon breathed his last breath and shed his final tears.

Let me apologize to my wife, I have urgent business. When he returns, he will apologize to his wife. Before I did a bit too much, if it still hurts, my wife will take the medicine I keep in the drawer. Oh yes, I cooked porridge and squeezed orange juice in the fridge for my wife. The wife is hungry, right? The wife goes downstairs to get porridge to reheat. Love you."

I cried. "Am really sorry for every mistake I have ever done to you my wife Artie."he apologized. "Wife! Do you know the meaning of this word?" I was furious for what he said to his mom last night. "Aren't you my wife?" "No. Never will I be your wife. How can I be your wife when you don't feel anything for me?"I pointed.

"Not your business." Jared's eyes lit up with rage. He grabbed her chin, leaning in way too close. "Lucia." His voice dripped with venom. "Can't survive without a man, huh?" The insult should've burned—but she felt nothing. Cole jumped in, trying to defuse it. "No, it's not like that. Lucia and I—" She shut him down fast. "Yeah." Her smile was ice. "What can I say? My own husband couldn't get the job done. What was I supposed to do—die frustrated?"