What Should I Do My Husband Is A Yandere นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He says to her before he finally walks away while holding his wife's hand. Walking into their room a few minutes later, Wendy slumps on the bed tiredly, trying so hard to put on a smile even if she's not happy. For the past hours since Alexa came to the house, she has been through nothing, but hell. Hearing her talking on the phone with the Zora girl all day, and telling the girl how much Alex is still crazy about her, makes Wendy feels uncomfortable. "Are you OK, babe?" His voice snaps her out of her thoughts, and she tilts his head to see him standing half-naked with just his brief on. His perfectly toned abs is everything to stare at, as they're eyes appealing.

I snorted, feeling exasperated. Neeral took the phone from Matt’s hand, trying to calm the situation. “Xander, calm down. I know it’s hard for you, but remember, she’s also going through pain. When she gets angry, hug her until she calms down. Sometimes she gets scared of handling things alone. She needs to feel secure and pampered, and she expects that from you. Fill her days with hugs, flowers, and kisses. Be her boyfriend, not just a typical husband.”

His gaze slides down my body, lingers for half a breath, and then shutters like iron doors slam shut over whatever emotion was there if any. Katya doesn’t move her hand. “We’re going out, little bunny,” she says sweetly, too sweet. Like she’s talking to a toddler. “Why don’t you be a good little bunny and stay home, okay?” My blood boils. “Screw you, bitch,” I hiss. My voice shakes with fury and something close to fear. I don’t do confrontations like this. Not with women like her. Women who look like her. “Let go of my husband. Right. Now.”

I know that I'm the only one who helps myself become stronger. Theron and I have been together for years and I should be used to it. Fuck! I'm tired of pretending about being fine even though it's not. I'm just saying that I'm getting used to it but the truth is that it hurts my heart so much to see him doing something lewd with the woman he picked up somewhere. "Ride my cock faster, you dick-hunter. Oh! Fuck ah! Yeah! That's fucking feels good ah!" My husband put his hands between the woman's arm and groynes. He reached for the woman's breasts and he was playing with those.

Yazed told her energetically. "Why? Are you hurt? What do you feel?" She anxiously examined the man's body. "Hey, relax, it's bad for the baby. I'm fine and I want to get out of here so I can marry you tomorrow." Frowning, Jenny slapped him lightly on the forehead. "I don't want a weak husband, you might not handle even one round." Yazed's eyes widened exasperatedly. "Babe, only my back is wounded. But my load is always ready for battle."

Trevor gritted his teeth and reached out to snatch the phone away. I sneered. “I stayed with you through thick and thin since we were young! We struggled together! After all that, is this how you treat me?” Trevor grew impatient. “How have I treated you? All I did was ask you to hand over $10,000 for me to manage the household. Does that make me the bad guy?” “Have you ever been good to me? When other men buy their wives necklaces, you haggle over discounted fruit with me. When other men take their wives to the movies, you agonize over whether to get the internet installed.”

Very different from Bianca who is tall and slender. "I want you to get pregnant quickly, so that this marriage can end as soon as possible." Instead of being afraid, Yuna nodded and put her feet on tip-toe. She wrapped her arms around the back of her husband's neck. Sucking on both of Gerald's lips. Not wanting to get carried away with Yuna's game, Gerald removed his lips from his wife. He immediately went into the room and lay down on the bed. Immediately, Gerald closed his eyes, which were not sleepy at all.

I yelled and slapped the camera out of his hand. Ayame lay on the bed, her body twisted in an impossibly seductive pose. She said, "Three days are up. I came to ask your husband for his answer. He's more than willing to keep playing with me. All he has to do is help film a video. Why are you getting so worked up?" I'd ruined his fun twice now. This time, he finally snapped. He hauled off and slapped me hard across the face. I crumpled to the floor, staring up at my husband, who now seemed like a stranger, in disbelief. He was too far gone. There was no pulling him back.

I needed to know if what happened today was part of his health problems and that was truly my Ryder. "He might suffer memory loss, he might approach you violently, he might act suddenly dominant and he might be excessively soft too…there are more, but I assure you, if you treat him with care and love, he would be better in few weeks" All that the doctor said was truly what Ryder put me through. In simple fact, my husband was going crazy and I needed to deal with it. The beauty and joy of my marriage were on the line. "How did this happen?" I find myself crying. He patted my shoulder.