Novel & Cerita The Wife

“And Mira?” “Yes?” “Don’t go into my study again.” The air cracked between us. I held his gaze. “Of course not.” He nodded once, then left. But of course I would. Because time was running out. And soon, the line between wife and weapon would blur too far to reverse. Later that afternoon, I took the garden tour with the housekeeper- an older woman who had introduced herself to me as Elise- a woman who smiled too much and spoke too little.

As a warning look, she answered quickly and helped her sister who was in a coma to leave. "Wife, have you seen enough?" Why did he smell sour vinegar? "Hey, I'm just happy when I get cured for the first time. You've thought about it a lot." Eric said funny. "Wife, let's go home." "Again, Can you not call me wife, okay?" "You're my wife." “Okay, okay, I'm your wife. Hurry back, how many have you hunted already."

I shouted. “Its Jana!” My eyes widen when I saw my wife at the door. "Wife!" "Hi there husband." She said then smirked

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

I wanted to die with something beautiful around me instead of these white walls and the smell of antiseptic. "I'll arrange it," Whitmore said quietly. "But Mrs. Vale, please. Let me come with you." "No." I tried to smile, though my cracked lips made it painful. "I want to see my husband alone. Just us. The way it should be." The way it never was, some traitorous part of my mind whispered. I silenced it.

Her world crumbled right before her eyes. She immediately imagined herself pulling that woman’s hair and strangling her neck. She wanted to confront her and ask her why she would do that to her husband. Ask her where did she find the audacity to steal a married man. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs and cry like no one was around. In reality, her self-worth was gone even when she remained composed. She wanted to put all the blame on the woman when her husband seemed to equally enjoy the ass that was on his lap. She could not even bring herself to defend Jack. He willingly kissed and did even more with another woman.

The words were coming out slowly from Marias fingers on the keyboard. I think what people really mean by this question is why do people need a wife. Getting married has to do with having someone you can talk to in good and bad situation in life. A wife can be a friend and companion. People need a wife because they want someone to care for them and be there, for them when they need it. A wife can make a person feel happy and loved. The person sent a response away. The response came quickly. Business. The woman was so unhappy with the response she got. She was not satisfied, with what she had written so she typed again. The woman was trying to get her words right and typed again.

Danielle stated plainly, “To me, a wife is someone who can carry herself on the same level as her husband. They should share their joys, their sorrows, the highs, and the lows, and continue to grow together. Instead of subjecting herself to being a… glorified nanny. “All the things you mentioned just now are more suited for a common nanny or housekeeper, they would do all of those things far better than I can. However, my role as a wife is unique and cannot be replaced. What’s so bad about warming my husband’s bed anyway? If you ask me, that’s what a healthy married couple should do by right.” Willow frowned deeply upon receiving this response. She did not expect such a prudish, disgusting s

“Again! He wouldn’t hurt a fly,fly, and he isn’t my lover. I am all yours. I’m your wife,wife, Isak,Isak, and no one else! I stared at the woman in front of me.. WasWas she that clueless or was she just acting up?? “You’re even still defending that son of a bitch! While in my house. You said you're mine now;; ifif you want to become a better wife,wife, then why would a better wife try to defend another man in front of his husband??” I waited as the room fell silent, and she just stood there and watched me motionlessly. As if the life in her was drained again!!

his mother said coldly, not even looking at me. She spoke as if she were giving orders to an employee. I stared at her stern, unsmiling face. "That won't be possible, Mother," Cade said firmly. "The woman you just dismissed as unimportant is my wife," he declared. I saw both women's mouths drop open in complete shock. And just like that, my role as the perfect, loving wife officially began