The Man's Perfect Wife Novels & Stories

Everything except one. His wife. He was 27 already and his family wanted him to settle down. He also wanted the same as he was himself quite bored with one-night stands and possessive whores. He wanted a perfect wife and finding her was as difficult as it sounded. Beautiful was at the top of the list, family and qualification all came later. He wanted to feel proud to call her his. He wanted a beauty that would turn heads, but little did he knew that beauty is not always external.

You, on the other hand, you're the definition of a perfect husband—steady, responsible, everything a woman could want. His expression didn't change, but he leaned in, slowly closing the space between them. His voice dipped, teasing yet unreadable. Is that so? Bianca's pulse jumped. His proximity made it hard to breathe, but she forced herself to nod. I've never meant anything more in my life. A resigned sigh escaped him as he reached out, pinching her cheek—not hard, but enough to make her wince. Don't let this happen again. Bianca rubbed at her sore cheek, scowling. You still haven't said why you came back early.

But I didn't move an inch, not when she was staring at me that way, with those deep hazel eyes that seemed to unravel every inch of me. The mole on her jaw. Her wide hips. Her small, yet cute, beautiful face. Everything about this woman, my wife, screams PERFECTION! ‘Stop telling me what to do!’ I hissed back. ‘Oh, you don't like it? Well that is exactly what you've been doing to me since I got you!’

I asked him, puckering my lips at him. He stared at my lips for more than 10seconds now. "ahem!" I cleared my throat. "Um... You don't belong with me. so don't worry about being a perfect wife to me." he said getting back at his asshole self. "Oh, Mmm I guess I need to learn this to be a perfect wife for my husband. It may not be you. But everything will be the same even if it is another man right?" I put up my very innocent face to him.

"Everything will be fine, don’t be nervous." His words brought me back to my senses and I glanced at him, "How did you know I was nervous?" "I can tell just by looking at you, if not how can I be a perfect husband to my wife?" He replied, and cupped my cheeks with a bright smile. "You don’t need to worry about anything my love, I don’t need anyone’s permission, I just want you to be mine and I know very well how to do it." Perfect husband? I never thought there would be a day I would be hearing this, because I lost hope of having a perfect husband already, but here this man is making the heart of mine to bloom once again, which was closed long ago because of a bastard.

She said, and I could not believe she spoke like this. “Men don't love wives who nag or are too demanding! I am trying to be perfect for you, my man!” She said, and I chuckled.

Although every day sometimes there are small debates that occur between the two of them. Married life is like this. It's really fun to be with someone so right, even though no couple is perfect but at least they try to complement each other to touch the word perfect. Although sometimes he still feels that he is not a perfect husband, at least he always tries to make his wife happy. By the promise, he made to his wife's parents. "Why are you daydreaming?" Reya asked flatly, she didn't know what her husband was thinking so the man just kept quiet while smiling to himself.

Shouting on top of their voices. I stepped into the camera of the TV show, and with my perfectly practiced smile on my lips. They were expecting to see a perfect woman for a show like this, and a perfect woman they would see. "Please, Mrs Spears, greet the people watching you from home." I was told. "Hello, everyone watching from home, it's me again, Riley Spears, the living example of a perfect wife for a perfect husband." The presenters smiled and clapped. "Today, I've come with another one of the packaged tips on how to be a perfect wife for your husband, the type of wife that would get your husbands locked in your embrace all day long."

But then. A quick peck landed on her forehead. "Just call me 'Mas'." "Wow, newlyweds," Andre arrived with Allister, and Inez was also there in her wheelchair. "Mom is happy that you finally married the woman Mom and Dad chose. Allisya is the best for you, son," Inez said, a little weak because she had just recovered and come home from the hospital. She really wanted to be present at her son Aris's wedding, even though Andre had refused, saying she needed to rest. But Inez had to throw a tantrum first to melt Andre's resolve. ***

I have been with many women who have thrown themselves at me and I the fact that I had it all. Now I understand why a man would choose to have one woman and one woman only. it is because of when you find the right woman it feels like you have every woman and her and that is exactly how my wife makes me feel. I want to see that we have a perfect relationship because we do have our problems I wish that she could learn to handle situations in a better way but that is only one more reason for me to try and make this work. I know that I have been selfish in a lot of things but I wanted to try and be a better man.