Wife Is Spoiled Novels & Stories

Bennett continued, smoothing her hands over her lap, “we both know how women...wives, can be. I mean, I’m sure you’re married, and you see the way your wife acts sometimes. I’m a wife myself, and sometimes my husband drives me right over the roof. I’m sure when you look in your files there, you might see that I might have reported him once, too. You must understand, women these days don’t always know what it takes to keep a marriage. They don’t know that marriage passes through highs and lows, and they can be dramatic and over-demanding.” She paused, letting the words hang in the air, watching Officer Perez carefully. “I mean, officer, I’m sure you know where I’m going with this. You must kn

Is she that good, well she wasn't good to me. "You know you look cute when you are annoyed". She said and I glared at her. "Will you just shut up? I am already irritated by this economy class and here you are annoying me more". I snarled and she just laughed. "Oh you are a little spoiled brat," she remarked and I raised my brow at her. "Well, my dad is one of the richest people in America and my husband himself is a celebrity doctor, so you must I have always been spoiled," I said and pouted at her.

The business meeting that was supposed to last until next weekend was unduly canceled because of Justin's foolishness. He succeeded in offending Mr. Smith the president of Williams group This promotion has been her life dream but Justin has ruined everything. "As if that was not good enough, his good-for-nothing daughter had the guts to leave the house throughout yesterday night, to God knows where." She mumbles in anger.

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“Watch your tone, woman. Learn how to respect your husband while you talk to him.” “What about the husband doing what he’s supposed to do then?” Natalia retorts. Noah starts to laugh, clapping his hands. “Women. All the same.” He stands up and begins to pace around. “I married you, gave you a home, a proper home, not an orphanage. I feed you, I get you the best things to wear and take you out to the best places to see the best things. We have regular intercourse. And you’re telling me to do what I’m supposed to do? As if I’m not doing it already?” He seethes.

She pouted. "I want you to spoil only me." "You should've said that before we made babies, so I wouldn’t bother about babies first and just spoil you," he teased. "But I'll still spoil you, my wife. You are my one and only woman." He sat up and bent down a little over his sulking wife. "How do you want me to spoil you then?" His hand caressed down to her navel and further down… "I'll let you have your way to appease me." She grinned. He grinned back at her and kissed her curves down to her hips, then to her side.

"That's a rather ominous prediction. Have faith in my abilities, my dear wife. I've worked tirelessly to build the company to a point where I can provide anything you desire. What good is my wealth if I can't fulfill my wife's wishes?" Suzie: "...." He was right but...was it really okay? Suzie sighed. This was the problem if the husband spoils you too much. What if she becomes rotten? "What if I become used to it? What if I want more in the future? Would you give everything to me then? Sometimes, you don't have to be too accommodating."

Gabriel landed his sweet kiss on the crook of his wife's neck, leaning his head spoiled. "You're so spoiled, honey." Charlotte laughed gracefully stroking her husband's head. "Even though you've also been spoiling me lately. We'll see who's more spoiled between the two of us." "You are definitely more spoiled than me," said Charlotte confidently. “During my honeymoon, you always stuck to me like glue. Because of that, I also became spoiled with you.” Recalling their month-long honeymoon, a happy smile appeared on Charlotte's face. Her right hand spontaneously grasped her husband's hand.

Indeed, women should not be spoiled—the more one spoilt them, the more one became a jerk. Paige was the way she was now because he was too good to her and gave her too much. So, she began pushing the boundaries. "You… have no shame," Paige retorted unconvincingly. "You put aside the business to be with me? Okay, well, you did, but it’s normal for husbands to accompany their wives. However, they are all caring, asking if the wife is thirsty, hungry, or in pain, showing all kinds of concerns. You, however, have been picking on me for not thinking of a name for the baby in advance, implying that I'm an irresponsible mother, and now you're saying my boobs are going to sag. Is this caring for me?

I stormed out of the meeting room, before I said or did something that I might regret. I burst into the office, the door slamming shut behind me. "Damn it, Alexa, why couldn't she just behave?" She was just a girl from a poor family with no background. How could she be my wife? I have already given her everything she could possibly want, treated her better than most men treated their mistresses. Maybe that's the problem, maybe I have spoiled her too much, made her forget her place.