Why Is My Wife So Pretty Novels & Stories

Our fate is the same. I noticed her long straight hair. There is a sense for that hair down so great. She is stunning, but my wife is prettier than anyone. Seeing Rara's cute face, you won't get bored looking at her. That baby face looks very cute. And I miss her so much now.

I let out a sarcastic laugh. “What do you care if I’m his wife? You’re just jealous because I have a husband like him. And you know deep down he’d never go for you!” “Hey! I am way more beautiful than you, you know! Maybe you didn’t see us talking earlier. He was just too shy to give me his number! He wants me, and it’s obvious by the way he looks at me!”

She says, smiling at them. “This is my wife. Now you can give her all your praises.” Edward said, sounding very pleased. “The party was so beautifully decorated, and I’m honoured ro have experienced being surrounded by such non living beauty, even if the abstract art seem to come to life sometimes.” “Oh really? The pleasure was and still is mine, Mrs Shaw, thank you very much.” Edward’s wife says with a large smile to Natalia and sends a cropped version of her original smile to Wendy. Natalia, noticing the tension quickly speaks up. “My husband is waiting for us. We have to go.” She smiles.

With arms akimbo, she said, staring at me. "Okay. The winner gets a kiss from the loser." I said it out with ease. "Whaatt.." she wanted to say something but could not find the right words. From the corner of my eyes, I could see her blushing. "Why is my wife still so shy of me?" "What sort of cheap prize is that? I thought it would be something better." She said pouting her lips. I found this little act of hers desirable. It made her look more pretty.

It is a ladies world and so my lovely wife has a large say in it. You may be assuming that she is now a weird looking fat monster, oh no she is not. She is still in her figure 8, and even counting down, she is just too beautiful not on the grounds that because she is my wife, and I just needed to praise her come what may. I seriously love my woman, and I appreciate all of the relentless efforts that she has been putting in to remain fit as always and how rigid works out aa seriously paid her in maintaining her physic.

said the person next to me to her companion. "Yes sir, he is lucky his wife is beautiful" I just smiled. Lucky? Maybe all his wife's money is wasted because of retouching. "That's why sir zack doesn't notice us because his wife is beautiful" suddenly my smile disappeared when I heard zack's name. I looked at the artistic woman who was still happily gossiping about her. "It's really beautiful. Maybe their races are beautiful when they have children because they are both beautiful and handsome" I got even hotter from what I was hearing. When we got to the opposite side, the woman came out. I followed him looking but I followed the three then they were blocked.

she asks and searches my eyes. “My wife is gorgeous with or without clothes,” I say, and she blushes. “You are angelic,” I declare and wrap my arms around her waist. “You are hot, Husband,” she says, making my heart flutter. With all the wealth in the world, she is still the best thing that has ever happen to me. “Ahem!” Mrs Gail clears her throat, and I can sense a witty remark coming. She looks so sophisticated and young in her attire. Brian really outdid himself. I don’t even know how he got my wife and Mrs Gail’s sizes because I had instructed him not to.

He paused for a few minutes as if trying to remember her and suddenly spoke up. "Katara…. I remember her. The lady who reminds me of my wife? Ah! A very beautiful lady." "Yes, she's the one," I confirmed. I find it funny that Jacob says Katie resembles his page wife, Mrs Benchman. I never got the chance to meet her, I've seen her pictures and she indeed looked a lot like Katie. I mean Katie is a striking copy of her. "Congratulations son. I'm glad you finally made that decision. Katie is a good lady, I'll finally get to see her one more time" Jacob smiled and I did too.

I cut her off by dragging her outside. ___ "I can't believe you ruined my beauty sleep just because you couldn't sleep!" my annoyed wife groaned while we were walking in the meadow. "Why do you even need beauty sleep when you are already the most beautiful person in my eyes? Plus, your husband is already handsome enough. As a result, you've got no one else to impress," I said bluntly, and she stopped talking. She became silent, and I knew she was blushing. I love it when she blushes.

That is, if it’s ok with my Luna. “Well hello you guys,” my wife says with such obvious happiness at seeing us that I melt, “ I was just going to find you! Would you like some lunch? Either of you?” My wife looks stunning today. She has her hair down loose, and wears a black tank top and skin tight jeans. I openly admire her curves. Both because she is gorgeous, and because I want to see her blush. She is radiant when she blushes. “I would, my love. I’m starving,” I tell her, deliberately admiring her glorious body, “But not for food..”