Suami Lebih Mementingkan Pekerjaan 소설 & 이야기

That felt like a punch to my stomach, "why are you complaining?!" "Being your wife isn't as fulfilling as you seem to think it is. I want a real job." He raised an eyebrow at me, "do you want to work in my company?" "No, I'd want to work somewhere important." He rolled his eyes and lowered his head back between my legs and mumbling, "just be good and be quiet. You don't have to worry about anything." I let him do this for a few seconds before remembering why I was mad at him and groaning, “Stop—”

She rubbed her forehead. “I just want to rest. Just eat your breakfast and leave me alone. I’m doing what I’m good at, so stop pestering me. Of course, all you care about is your bar anyway.” I raised an eyebrow at my daughter and stepped closer. “How is he supposed to take care of you when you’re never home, and all you care about is work? Eiffel, your husband is doing his best to give you a good life, and you’re disregarding his efforts. Why? Because you have a big project now? You think you're higher than him now? At least Cuan owns the bar. He's the boss. And you?”

"And she's very involved in charity work." "Important qualities in a wife," Richard said, his gaze sliding over me with mild approval. "My first wife focused too much on her career. I need someone who understands that my work takes priority." I smiled and nodded, playing my role perfectly, while inside I screamed. All I could think about was L's hands on my body, his whispered promises, the way he'd looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered in his world. The way he'd given me freedom, even if only for a few hours.

"I really don't see why you need to work when I make more than enough to support us both comfortably," he said with a shake of his head, sounding mildly exasperated as he released a harsh breath through his nostrils. "What's the point of busting your ass at some bullshit nine-to-five when you don't have to? When you could be here, at home, focusing on me and being a good wife?" My frustration was rising to see him feign ignorance of the agreement we'd made, but I kept my composure and opted for a peaceful approach despite my growing irritation.

He just dug himself a hole. "You shouldn't be concerned about things that don't involve you! I'm fine! Do you actually think I enjoy working 40 plus hours a week and constantly doing business work? No. Do you think it's bloody easy supporting a jobless husband? No." He snapped, he was getting upset even more...great. "Alex...I can get a job at my mums bakery...then you can be home more." Alex was just shaking his head.

He confessed as he rubbed his eyes. My heart tightnened with pain as I remember how similar it was when he was working with his father. I knew this was his dreams but I didn't want him absent from Kaleb's or my life. "Why do you look so down?" Kerrick questioned as he put the laptop away. "I don't know how I'll handle you working so much, you're already so busy." I said looking at him. "I've always been busy." He sighed. "I won't bring my work life into my home, you and Kaleb are most important to me." He reassured me as he yawned.

Dad is sick, he is missing and now I did not found him yet. I need to tell him about it so that i can focus on Dad without worrying about my job. If it is needed, I can quit here. Yes, I can just to focus for Dad. This job is very important for me. It saved us from all the struggles we are facin before and I am so lucky to be part of this company but they don't need someone who don't show up at work whenever she just wants to because she have family matters to do. But my Dad is more important so I need to quit tha leaving all the works I have here.

I can find another job just as easily. "Good luck to you if anyone hires you knowing I'm your husband. They will think of you as a corporate spy", he said. "Why did you have to come to my life and ruin everything?", I said sadly. "Don't be dramatic. Why you want to work anyways? I'm giving you credit card and shit", he said exasperated. "Because a job is important to me. What if you leave me tomorrow? I have to be independent", I said. "You won't be wanting money when and if I divorce you. You will be taken care of along with my child", he said.

"Let's chat, shall we? I don't feel like working anymore," James coaxed her. Summer felt he had become spoiled. Ever since they had started living together, he seemed to dislike working and preferred spending time with her all day long instead. Summer expressed her deep concern about this. She knew James was the type to prioritize love over career. However, she didn't want to be a bad influence, causing disaster with her beauty. So, she warned, "James, you need to focus on your work. You can't neglect your work just because we're together."

“Of course, I always prioritize balance. While my job is demanding, I believe that family comes first. That’s why I try to make sure that every step I take not only benefits my business but also supports the stability and happiness of my family in the future. I don’t see it as a burden but as motivation to work harder.” My answer satisfied them, but I could sense that something was still bothering me. Thea's father stared at me closely, as if searching for a loophole in my answer. "You seem very ambitious, James. Can your ambitions be in harmony with married life? We don't want to see Thea neglected because of your job."