Novel & Cerita Wife Is Spoiled

' I added, my voice firm but polite, trying to convey a message without directly confronting him. "'Anna, you're my wife, and I wish you could have a closer relationship with Selena, rather than avoiding us,' Harvey said, his voice laced with a hint of sincerity. But I knew better. "'Look, Harvey,' I replied, my tone even, 'I appreciate everything you've done for me, okay? But let's be real, we both know our marriage is just a facade, a temporary arrangement that will only last for a year. That doesn't mean I should sabotage your relationship with your lover.'

Maybe the reason why I never had an interest in him, he has too many girls to handle. Also, he seem not mind me at all. That’s why when Jana and Maru became a couple, many girls envied her. She’s the only girl that Maru took notice and the only girl he courted. I was busy recalling our childhood days when I felt someone's warmth. I smile when my husband showing his affection to me. "I miss you wife!" I chuckled. "Liar! We just had our lunch!” He pouted. "But we are not alone at that time. We had an unwanted guest.”

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

She then brought the white cellphone closer to her ear and slightly overheard Zillion's conversation with his wife. Even though it was rude, she was a little curious about the figure of his wife who was quite mysterious and carried a bit of a bad stigma in her mind because of the man's negative story about his wife. But from what she just heard, it didn't seem like the figure of Zillion's wife was that bad. Although she could indeed perceive a spoiled tone in every sentence that made her shudder in disgust. However, it seemed that the man's wife was not the kind of cruel woman full of dictators he had said.

She smiled, biting her bottom lip, clearly catching on to what I was doing. I was generally a man who preferred spoiling his family members, and regardless of the fact of never really having a girlfriend before, I didn’t have much time to waste on that, I was known for spoiling a woman who I was intimate with. Therefore, having a wife, or someone who I wanted to be with was going to be something that would most definitely change my thoughts on how I lived through things.

"Last time you told me that you want to be spoiled, I take you out so that you take a break from cooking." "You are the dearest and sweetest husband ever, you can still spoil me by helping me cook." Evelyn liked cooking so much, there were still some ingredients at home for her to cook different dishes for their dinner celebration. They drove back to his apartment to cook. " This apartment is too small for my dear wife, I want us to buy a villa so that we live in a big and confortable space. In the future we are going to have our children and they need their bedrooms and other rooms."

A passing woman nudged her husband with a sigh. “Look at that, he goes with his wife to every checkup. And you? “Ah, I really envy her. Her husband spoils her so much, he even pays for special access so she won’t stand too long.” Chastised, the man muttered, pointing discreetly at me, “At least I’m better than some. Look at that lady, rushing her kid to the ER alone while her husband’s nowhere to be seen. Compared to him, I’m doing well.”

Was his wife here to catch them red-handed? Before she could explain, Will’s wife said snappily, “Does life in the Tremont household and Mark Tremont not live up to your expectations? You’re married. Why are you still involved with someone else’s husband? I’ve always wondered what’s so special about the girl who got away. Now I know that you’re nothing but a dishonorable sl*t!”

“Are the two of you having problems?” He looked toward the city skyline beyond his office windows. “Yes.” “Serious problems?” His answer came quietly. “Yes.” The silence that followed felt different this time. Heavier. More thoughtful. Finally his mother spoke. “I wondered when this day would come.” He straightened slightly. “You too?” A soft sigh came through the speaker. “Adrian, your wife spent years making life easier for everyone around her.” Her voice softened. “Eventually people become tired of being appreciated only when they stop.”

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de