Why Is My Wife So Pretty นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Before I did a bit too much, if it still hurts, my wife will take the medicine I keep in the drawer. Oh yes, I cooked porridge and squeezed orange juice in the fridge for my wife. The wife is hungry, right? The wife goes downstairs to get porridge to reheat. Love you." She smiled suddenly, put the paper on the table and opened the cabinet. It is true that there are drugs. She turned her face over and was about to take two pills when she saw the message. "Take one pill, the wife is planning to take two pills, right?" She laughed, took a pill and shook her head. “Do you need to do that?

I just said and went back to where I was lying on the pillow. What if when we are married and have a child, I will be ugly in his eyes and he will find another woman who is sexier and more beautiful than me? What if he replaced me with someone younger? A wife said in the series I watched, men love 'fresh fish'. That is said to be the reason why their husbands cheat because they are getting tired. They seem to get bored quickly.

He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “I’ll stand up if we do it.” He negotiated. I shook my head. “Not today.” He frowned. “Why?” I crossed my arms and had a menacing smile on my face. “That’s because I’m on my period.” He groaned making me laugh. He pulled my arm and I sat on the edge of the bed. I cupped his face. “Why is my husband so handsome?” He chuckled. “That’s because his wife is very beautiful.” I giggled. He cupped my face and gave me a light kiss on the forehead. “I’ll go take a shower first and afterwards, I want us to decorate the house.” He nodded and I went on my way to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and after I stepped out, Primo went inside the bathroom. I changed in

"You...!what's wrong with you? Why are you praising me...!" "Because just now, I just met a bunch of garbage bathed in perfume and deliberately exposed me. But you already chased her away, does your wife think you're good? " She heard it with a proud tone and laughed. "Why do people say that?" "She keeps clinging to you, it's scary. Only the wife is the best." His eyes twinkling at the phone made her laugh. Her husband is twenty-five years old. Yet sometimes she thought he was only two years old.

I kept on ignoring her looks and gave Jack a smile. " My wife is indeed beautiful but I don't like it when someone else calls her sexy other than me." I tell Jack politely when my wife decided to give her presence looking so sexy in her wrap dress but at the same time she can be compared to the strippers from the club because she was revealing every intimate parts of her body which were playing a game of peekaboo. Every man present on the table looked at wife with lust in their eyes and licked their lower lips. " Husband, I am so sorry that I am late. I am sure you don't mind. Right?"

"Why will I call that psycho when I'm having a beautiful, hot, sexy, bold and fiesty wife standing in front of me in my shirt?" "Day by day, you're becoming naughty husband," She teased. "For you only, my jaan. Why are you so jealous when I solely belong to you?" "I'm jealous because my husband is sinfully hot and handsome. Every girl wants him. I don't want to share you with anyone. In college, every girls looks you like a piece of meat. It's as if they are ready to eat you any time. I want to kill them for eye raping you with their eagle eyes."

He really didn't expect that Grace would come there just to embarrass him. “I thought your wife was much prettier than Claire, so you preferred her. Turns out she's nothing compared to Claire.” “I think your eyes are blind, Jack. You left Claire just to marry a woman like that?” “Are you banned from drinking now that you're married to her?” “Her appearance is so disheveled, I even get sick of it as soon as I see her.” “People will think that you're a cruel and stingy husband just by looking at your wife's appearance, Jack.”

One more time, and I might snap her neck for the sheer thrill of it. But... not yet. She was my little mouse, after all. And mice were for playing with, not breaking... at least, not until the fun wore off. "Come on, Little Mouse, it's time for a bath." My voice was low, almost sweet, as I lifted her trembling body from the bed, ignoring her sobs. "You can have anyone you want… why me? I'm not even that pretty," she whispered, her voice cracking. I laughed softly, dragging her closer. "You’re right. You’re not that pretty. You’re not even that sexy." I paused, letting the words sink in. "But you’re mine. My wife. That’s what makes you special."

"Felix! What is wrong with you?!" "Well, at least that's something," I said. It wasn't the most ridiculous suggestion in the world. I'd caught Brian eyeing Ariana quite a few times. In truth, I couldn't blame him. My wife was very pretty with huge brown eyes and thick, kissable lips. Her sweet, heart-shaped face was almost always tuned to a smile. Ariana had an innate, innocent beauty that told you she'd love you and keep you safe forever.

"I really can't say no Nathan... You helped me and without you, I would have never been here. I'll help you." Nathan swore he heard his wife shrieked. He ignored it since it eas only the concern of a loving wife. She saw the rational, even if she wouldn't say it. "Thanks for taking care of my mother. How's she coping?" "Frankly, she's been withdrawn. She hits well but you know... She hardly talks and she spends a lot of her time upstairs." Rodriguez's wife stated. Nathan momentarily doubted who made his drink. "But she made this right?" He asked, raising his drink high for her to see what he was talking about.