روايات وقصص ضمن Springtime Farming A Happy Wife At Home

He laughed slightly. "You are an amazing woman; even though you were just on the sidelines helping your husband back then, maybe that’s why your marriage was happy, because you were always there to support him. I want something like that. The farm earns a lot, and she could be her own boss. But I guess Cassidy prefers the toxicity, the competition."

“You’re tired? What could possibly tire a man who stays home all day? Get in the kitchen and cook!” “Oh?” I raised an eyebrow. “In that case, why not have your ‘legal husband’ do it? “After all, I’m just a maniac who’s taken someone else’s place, right?” I repeated Reed’s exact words back to her, and Eira’s face flushed from pale to crimson. She probably had not expected me, someone who had always obeyed her without question, to suddenly grow fangs. Reed stepped out from behind her with his arms crossed. His voice dripped with sarcasm. “Eira, look at him. What kind of attitude is that?

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

The rain streamed down my face, mingling with the tears as they washed my will away. When Valerie and I first met, I learned she came from a poor family, so I decided to hide my background from her so she wouldn't feel inferior to me. But now, there was no need for me to continue hiding it anymore. After all, acquiring a small company like hers was just a matter of a single word from Dad anyway. I went back home. I had been the one to design and decorate this marital home I shared with Valerie, but she barely ever came home anymore.

I loved getting my hands dirty and since working with Kunle I understood what it meant by dignity in labor. The workers at the farm still treated me as part of them and also accorded me the respect I deserved as the bosses wife, I ensured that I didn't change my attitude towards them because Kunle was my husband after all they made my stay on the farm memorable before Kunle fell in love with me and married me. I still can't believe my luck, truly a miracle does happen. The first three months of my marriage was like heaven on earth, we went on date nights, he took me bowling, we went to cinemas, there was no dull moment with my husband.

His love for his wife is evident in the way he cherishes and values her, making her feel secure and appreciated. Lola, with her nurturing nature and radiant smile, was the heart of their home. She brought warmth and tenderness to every interaction, creating an environment where love could flourish. Her love for her husband is evident in the way she cares for him, always finding small ways to show her affection and support.

“Terrible wife.” Treasure would get sad overhearing the words. "Alright, alright. You're a good wife, baby, an excellent one. Jake repeated happily. Seeing your beautiful smile makes my day get off to a good start.” ****** Treasure was happiest on weekends since she had married Jake. Why? Recently, they would go to the ranch they purchased on weekends. She loved animals and the farm; it wasn't a walk in the park. But you had to work so hard to take care of all the animals.

She was the only family I had left, even though we were worlds apart. The morning sun streaked through the window of my small apartment as her words replayed in my mind: Start over properly. She wasn’t wrong. I’d been clinging to ghosts—of Liam, of a love that never really existed, of a past that had already let me go. Spring had fully blossomed, and with it came Grace and Roy’s enthusiasm for their weekend trips to the farm. They insisted on dragging me along, as if fresh air and the countryside could cure all problems. Grace’s baby bump was noticeably rounder now, and her glow was undeniable. Roy, once inseparable from his flashy sports car, had embraced the role of a doting father-to-be,

Sometimes he would teach me how to approach them, and those lessons were exactly what I needed to help keep this family strong. Half an hour later, after our discussion, I had a clear understanding of everything he wanted. Now I was walking toward the garden, where I saw Diana helping Amanda take careful steps across the grass. The moment Amanda's little feet touched the lawn again, she burst into delighted laughter. Even from a distance, the two of them looked genuinely happy. I couldn't hold myself back any longer. I walked over and wrapped both of them in a tight hug. "You two are having fun without me."