The Man's Perfect Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“But she’s a quick learner. Besides, there’s no better company than my wife.” I smile at the man, trying to keep up the appearance of the perfect Billionaire wife—gracious, poised, charming. “It’s been an adjustment, but I’m getting there,” I say. “Rex keeps me busy. Though I’m learning fast how to navigate these events without stepping on anyone’s toes.” The man chuckles, but it feels almost patronizing. “Oh, we all know how it is. Every successful man needs a good woman by his side, right?”

The man nodded in a seemingly understanding manner. Sonnet reported the incident to the police and asked the man, “What’s your name?” “Maxwell…Brookes.” “My name is Sonnet Turner…” She paused and added, “I’m your wife.” A hint of excitement flashed across the man’s eyes. He raised his gaze to look at Sonnet. There was an innocent expression on his face. “What is a…wife?” “Uh…A wife is someone that’s capable of protecting you,” Sonnet replied to him after pondering on it.

A/P “A great marriage is not when the ‘perfect couple’ comes together. It is when an imperfect couple learns to enjoy their differences.” – Dave Meurer

Nothing would change that. “I’m sorry if you had to get through this,” said Tamaru as they huddled around the sickbed of their son. His wife smiled at him, caressing his shoulders. “No worries, Love! I promised to love you and your flaws, so I will.” It was at those moments that Tamaru fully appreciates his wife. She never showed any signs of giving up. She was strong, inside and out, and that made her precious. Sometimes, he wondered whether he deserved her because she’s too perfect. Maybe it’s true that the opposite attracts. Tamaru might be a strong fighter, but his will was a far cry from hers.

“Obedient? You are far from obedient, Nomes. I don’t want or need you to be perfect. I want you to be who you are. I know what I said earlier about you attending events with me, but I didn’t mean that I wanted you to be like all the other wives. There’s a reason I never took a woman to any of the events. Even when I was with them, I was ashamed of them, but I’m not ashamed of you. You are the only woman I’ve ever thought was good enough to be on my arm at those events. You are the only one that I’ve ever wanted to take to one. If you want to be like them, fine. If you don’t want to be like them, even better, but I don’t want you to choose who you are going to be because the other wives are a

I commented. “She is. That's Tinker Williams, the only princess of the Williams.” Freya introduced with a smirk to this woman. When I turned to the next picture, I saw a freakin’ perfect man. His face was blank in the picture, wearing an expensive coat. He's the type of a man that every woman will die for. His haircut was mullet and it made him look even hotter. “That's your husband, Theodore Williams.” Adam introduced me. I don't even know what kind of man he is. I feel like I'm marrying a complete stranger.

“Mr. Dean, sir, this woman is lying. She’s my wife, you see and she’s just throwing a tantrum. As a matter of fact, I told her to tender in her resignation last night and come home to her family but she refused. And now she’s putting our daughter’s life in danger.” My brow twitched as well as my lip. How could he stand there and lie so casually? But then again he’d do so, so flawlessly it took me ten years to find out. He was testing my patience and it would soon run out. What he had done to me was a crime that was punishable by law, had he forgotten? Maybe he just doesn’t care. Or maybe he thought he would get away with it, because after all, I was just June. A nobody. Just someone talented

Their wives, who knew Kenneth, laughed with them. “But you know what? If he could pull it off, well and good,” Leon suggested. “He’s still in his prime.” Jules scoffed. He shook his head, saying, “Please.” “You’re just jealous of Kenneth,” Aiden pointed out. “Yeah,” almost everyone said, and they all fell into amused laughter again. Some of their wives countered with frowns. However, Jules’ wife, Anna, said, “But it’s true. There’s no perfect person in this world. He should lower his standards to find someone to share his life with.”

In the confines of the car, Vivienne finally dropped her mask of innocence. "Isolde, why are you doing all this?" She swirled the Bloody Mary in her hand, her eyes full of mockery. "A guilty conscience? Or is there some other reason?" "Because it's what you've always dreamed of, isn't it?" I leaned against the car window. "My husband, my power, my wealth... Vivienne, you've won." "Hmph." She sneered. "Don't think this will make me grateful. You're the one who ruined my human life."