The Alpha's Poisonous Wife
she said.
“OK, I’ll take you to your room next to mine.” I was about to navigate my wheelchair to the right side when she intervened.
“Let me push your wheelchair for you, Alpha,” she offered, and stood behind me as she began pushing the wheelchair forward.
“No need to do that for me, I can manage it myself,” I said.
“It’s okay. I will stop pushing your wheelchair if I get tired,” she replied.
“OK, as you wish.” I let her be, as I smiled happily. I feel glad that my future wife is willing to serve me, a clear sign that she doesn't mind supporting me the hard way. She is a good wife material.
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