The Man's Perfect Wife Novels & Stories

Fucking great! I scanned around, looking for one particular person—my wife. When I did finally locate her, she had her eyes fixed directly on me. I walked up to her, probably anticipating what I had to say about marriage because Lola and I know nothing about it. "Marriage isn’t for two perfect people; it’s for two imperfect people who walk hand in hand through the good times and the bad on their way to becoming perfect together. Through the process of marriage, we converge toward a common goal of perfection. I was probably around 16 years old when I first met my wife, and she was probably around 9 years old at the time. When she approached me, I saw her as this annoying girl who had just mov

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!’

Even now, I was staring at the wall thinking of answers of the one question that had been eating me alive. Where did I go wrong? I had been always trying to be the perfect wife for him, just like he needed. No tantrums, no disturbance, no sweet talks. I managed his schedules, his diet plan, his itinerary perfectly, no mistakes, no error. He hated mistakes, he was a perfectionist, my perfect husband. Till yesterday, I thought I was perfect for him, I thought I was what he needed. Even if I had to murder my inner romance craving girl for that, I was happy. Guess what? My entire life had been a lie. Our marriage had been a lie.

"I don't want to sound like a blindly jealous wife, but sometimes I can’t understand why you chose a woman like me as a wife, Stone. I am not a virgin. I am not even hot or sexy. You should be with a woman who is perfect. Not someone used and tainted like me." "May." Stone grabbed May's chin to raise her gaze back up. "What are you talking about? You are the perfect woman, my snow. You must understand that virginity is not what makes you perfect. The way you carry yourself, your nature, the way you treat others, that's what makes you perfect. And if you're saying that you're not beautiful, then you're very wrong, sweetheart. You're so intoxicating, you take my breath away every time I look a

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.

"Let me think and then I'll tell you two." "What are you wondering about? Or are you still thinking about that man." "Hey baby, don't make it so hard for her. Let her think and let us know." "Whatever you decide, we will respect yours." In life, both husband and wife are not perfect, but with the couple John and Lenny, it is different. Both are perfect, just the right match, nothing to say. Everyone who looks at them also admires them. Vera is happy for Lenny because she has a man who loves her dearly. Unlike her, life is precarious, one thing after another is still not happy. Maybe because her fate was arranged like that, she had to bear it.

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."