Wifely Duties 소설 & 이야기

she irritably replied. She smiled as he left her alone, but after a few seconds, he returned with a brown envelope in his hand, encouraging her, "let's speak about the house rules." Bella sits appropriately on the couch and stares him in the eyes, “what do you mean?” she inquires. He grins and says, "As my wife, you should handle all the housekeeping tasks including cleaning, laundry, cooking, and everything else you notice that contains filth."

She gave me a gentle smile. "And what about feelings? Aren’t those important to young women?" "Sometimes duty comes before feelings," she answered, completely unbothered. "Emotions can come later." "And what if they don’t? What if your husband has mistresses?" I couldn’t help but ask, intrigued—especially since the question was rather pointed in my case. "That depends on the wisdom of the wife," she replied without hesitation. "Alphas and strong wolves are passionate by nature. Having lovers is a sort of necessity for them, and a wise wife should understand and respect that."

“So? Not everyone that gets married knows each other, that's the difference between a love marriage and a contractual one” “Then marry a girl you love or at least know. Why me?” “That's just a waste of time. Besides, I'm going to be completely upfront with the terms of the marriage.” “Wait…no…” “You'll be expected to fulfill your wifely duties. My duties, as your husband, will include taking care of your financial needs and protecting you from all those peasants. And of course, I'll be free to…pursue other options”. A smirk appeared on his lips as he paused. “You, as my wife, will be expected to remain faithful. No flings, no nothing. Two years of exclusive fi

She'd kept her promise to Natasha and was doing everything she possibly could to help Nathaniel with the children, even if he doesn't deserve it, but the gesture seemed too little. To his credit, Nathaniel was being up well. He was such a good father, once a good husband also. But frankly, Samantha wondered just how much longer would he be able to continue under the strain. He'd been the strong one, reassuring her, reassuring his children, his parents, and everyone else. Strong and capable. Samantha didn't know how he did it. But she was grateful. His confidence was glued that had held everything together. Not that she would tell him so, his pride was already larger than the whole house, so

When he thought about the numerous types of attitude he would have to put up with it for the sake of being married, he feared he wouldn't last a month longer with her. “ Thanks for the reminder but I do know I have maids, this is my house of course. Go into the kitchen and make something for us to eat. A wife should fulfill her primary duties, part of which doesn't involve being idle all day while chewing gum. Get your ass up and be useful.” This would be the first time she was being insulted by the opposite gender. Oops, she had quite a short memory. She had been humiliated by Nathan before. “ If I'm correct, you are asking me to go into the kitchen and make a mess of my hands all because y

Aaron said to Amanda who kept looking at him. “What duties of a wife are you talking about?” She asked because she don’t know which duty a wife do. Her parent never live as husband and wife instead quarreling partners. “You don’t know the duty a woman is obligated to as a wife?” Aaron asked as he left her to carry two glass cup and a bottle of wine. Amanda shake her head for Aaron to smile. “First, please your husband” Aaron said pouring wine for Amanda. “I….still don’t know you to even understand how to please you” she said for Aaron to nod.

I rushed down the hallway, my mind already running through every possible disaster, and found my mother sitting stiffly at the head of the dining table, her hands folded so tightly her knuckles had gone pale. "Mother, what's going on?" She didn't answer right away. She just stared at me, her lips pressed into a thin line, like she was measuring exactly how much anger she could let out before it consumed her. "Tell me," she said finally, her voice deceptively calm, "what is the responsibility of a woman in the house?" I blinked and glanced at her. "What?" "You heard me." Her hands unclenched, flattening against the table. "What is the responsibility of a wife in this family, Adrian?" she repe

My head was starting to pound. Cilvia had a lot in her mind that she wanted me to do, but I was not up for it. I turned around and once again made my way to the chair to retrieve my notebook and pen. "How about you handle all of that for me since you already know what to do?" I wrote down before I showed it to her. "No." She refused as she crossed her arms over her chest. "It is your responsibility as the woman of the house. Being Elijah's wife means that you will have to learn how to manage this things because it is bound to happen multiple times."

"What I meant to say was, you don't need me to prepare your outfit. I'm pretty sure you can do that yourself." "Well I can’t and like I said, I'm late and I won't have time to do that. So I need you to help me, my dear wife. It's part of your duties, you know." He explained and Adele clicked her tongue as she rolled her eyes and looked the other way. Duty. She hated the fact that he was bringing up the issue of duties when in fact he never fulfilled any of his husband duties.

He threatened. I picked it up with trembling hands and blurry vision. I saw my signature at the bottom of the page. My breath seized as I stared at it. "Read it!" he ordered standing tall before me. 1. I will not work. 2. I will respect my in-laws. 3. I will do whatever my husband tells me to do. 4. I will take care of my husband like an obedient wife whether I am treated like a wife or not. 5. I will bear children for my husband. I won't have any parental right over them. My husband will have their sole custody.