Terimakasih Suamiku Atas Kerja Kerasmu นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I appreciate you and all your hard work. Lota of love from another tired mom.

"You're an amazing woman, and I'm lucky to have you as my wife. Thank you for taking care of me all this time. Now it's time for me to take care of you." I smiled, feeling happy and content. "I'm lucky to have you too, Alex," I replied. "You're an amazing husband and father, and I don't know what I would do without you."

"You have the hardest job in the world." "Cleaning, cooking, and watching TV?" Laughing at my face, he shook his head. "Being my wife, my comfort, my home. No one could even do that but you. You make me feel energized, you make me happy after a long day of work. Everyone struggled for that position, baby. And you're the only one who had the right to take it." I had to purse my lips to stop myself from grinning, but it was no use. The corners of my mouth tugged upwards, betraying the effort to contain my grin.

Erwin pursed his lips and buried his head in his chest: "I can't move now, it's all because of Frederick!" His voice was also hoarse from groaning, and when he heard his own voice like that, Erwin blushed once again in embarrassment. He is too frivolous today! Frederick laughed, petting: “It's my fault. Let me hug my husband and take a bath!"

Richard nods, his eyes filled with love and appreciation for our beautiful family. "All thanks to you," he said, turning me to face him with a gentle touch. "You've been an amazing mate, a wonderful queen, and a loving mother." I blush at his words, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. "Thank you, Richard," I say softly, tears welling up in my eyes. "But it's not just me; it's us. We've navigated this journey together, and I couldn't have asked for a better partner." Richard pulls me into a tight embrace, whispering words of love and gratitude in my ear.

Beatrice asked in a very professional way. "I have been planning this launching a very long time and this year—I had a chance to launch it in a perfect way because of my darling wife. Why would a husband work hard? For me, I work hard to give my wife everything she wants. Back then, I worked hard to gain a lot in business and then I thought—why am I working too hard all for nothing—then she came—and I realized that I have been working too hard because it was a preparation to be her husband." "That's very romantic." Beatrice said and everyone was shocked at Gabriel's words. "We all admire how you pamper your wife."

"I have always loved you. Even when I was trying not to." He laughed, low and unsteady. "Thank you," he said. "Thank you for this baby. Thank you for this family. Thank you for not letting me give up on you." "You would never have given up on me." "No," he agreed. "I absolutely would not have."

“She's not the same woman I married. She's lost her spark, her sense of humor, her… everything. She wasted the money I worked hard in a blink of an eye!” “No, Franco. She’s been carrying the weight of this marriage on her shoulders, trying to make it work even when you weren't putting in the effort.” “Effort? I work all day, I come home exhausted, and all she does is complain and accused me for a non-sense thing!” I exclaimed, my anger rising. “Where's the effort in that?' “Effort is more than just working,” my father-in-law said, his voice deep and rumbling. “It's about being there for your partner, about supporting them, about building a life together. You haven't done that, Franco. You ha

“I won’t make promises, but I will do my best to be a good husband to you.” “Being a good father to our child is one of my greatest dreams.” “But above all, I hope I can always make you happy.” “Thank you for choosing me.” “Thank you for loving me.” “Thank you, my wife.”

"For what?" "For giving me a family," he murmured. "And for being mine." My heart melted at his words. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I will always be yours, baby." I kissed his forehead and whispered. "And thanks for putting up with me, I know I’m difficult right now." “You can be as difficult as you want, kitten. It won't change how much I love you." I smiled sleepily, and placed a hand on my belly. "Still, I appreciate you..”