To Be A Virtuous Wife Novels & Stories

"What do you mean by ‘morals as a wife’? The three obediences and four virtues, the wife’s role?" Caitlin scoffed. "Let me tell you, those words don’t exist in my dictionary." She realized that there was no common ground between her and Sebastian. Their values didn’t match, and it was clear they could never live together. "So, you just go find some young man to dance with and meet different men? And still wear the title of ‘Mrs. Sebastian Vanderbilt’? Can you at least be a little more decent?" "I’m indecent? Heh... if you think that way, then we really have nothing to say!"

"It's very efficient." He ignored her sarcasm-or didn't notice. "Three rules." She sat up straighter, ready. "One-never interfere in my personal affairs. Especially my relationships with other women." Livia blinked once. Then twice. "Okay," she said brightly, as if she'd just agreed to water the plants. "Two-fulfill your role as my wife. Quietly." "Yes, Sir. Quiet wife. Got it. Like a ninja wife." He paused. "...What?" "Nothing, Sir."

Jane shrugged. "Well, since you have confirmed that. I think everything should be easier to do. Whether you like him or not, he is now your husband by law, either he shows you affection or not, you are expected to win him over by showing yours. So now you have to see yourself as a dutiful wife, that's step one. This should not be all about seducing him, right?" Charlotte asked her friend who nodded in response.

A very gentle woman. Requirements. Fidelity. Honesty. Responsibility. She held her head in one hand, slowly massaging her temple. “Shouldn’t you properly explain what you meant by these? Requirements. These are your expectations? Fidelity? You want your wife to be faithful. To what extent? Not meeting other men? Not having male friends? Never going on a date with another, or even a simple meeting or outing. Would you even allow your wife to greet people?” “I’m not that unreasonable. But I would require the highest form of care and discretion. You can’t be seen alone with another man. The rumors will be bad enough. You’ll most likely be compared to my last wife. I assume you know about that?”

She gave me a gentle smile. "And what about feelings? Aren’t those important to young women?" "Sometimes duty comes before feelings," she answered, completely unbothered. "Emotions can come later." "And what if they don’t? What if your husband has mistresses?" I couldn’t help but ask, intrigued—especially since the question was rather pointed in my case. "That depends on the wisdom of the wife," she replied without hesitation. "Alphas and strong wolves are passionate by nature. Having lovers is a sort of necessity for them, and a wise wife should understand and respect that."

the husband begged. Jane turned and deeply stared at the man. She could see her husband's hypocrisy in that meeting. So, she still didn’t budge. She would rather be the villain in Jester's life than immediately agree to what her husband wants. Of course, she still hasn't forgotten the evil heart that her husband's mother did to her.

"Vanessa... I'm touched. You're so good to me!" "And you!" Vanessa pointed her fork at me. “Don't pretend to be a v.irgin. Isn't it the woman's main responsibility to have children! As a wife, you must serve your husband well! The most useful thing you have right now is your uterus. It would be an honor for someone like you to give Charles an heir!" Vanessa slapped the table angrily, the tableware rattled.

Thomas pulls some papers out of the folder, “I have the contract here. As you can see, Maxwell signed his. The contract explains that in the case of abuse or infidelity that you are allowed to file without penalties. In two years, if you have no feelings for my son, you are welcome to divorce him without penalties and I will continue to fund your father’s care. If you divorce him before the two-year mark, then you pay back everything that was invested plus penalty fees. You won’t be entitled to any assets until five years of marriage. If he files for divorce before the two years, then you are not liable.” My mind is racing with different thoughts. I pick up the contract and begin to scan thr

"I don't see that as a compliment at all. Weren't you just saying that other than cooking, I know nothing else? Would you be happy if I said the same thing to you?" Vermont sat down beside her. "You're just twisting my words at this point. I was genuinely praising you. Aren't girls like you every man's ideal wife?" Felicity glared at him. "A person that can do chores, be slept with, and give birth to babies is every man's ideal maid." Vermont was rendered speechless by Felicity's strong statement.

"You are perfect to me, Katara. And I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy, supporting you, and cherishing every moment we have together. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" Katara's heart swelled with emotion as she looked into his eyes, feeling the weight of his love and commitment. In that moment, she knew that she wanted nothing more than to share her life with this incredible man who had come into her world and changed it so profoundly. With tears of joy streaming down her cheeks, she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, Sean. Yes, I will marry you."