Novel & Cerita Wifely Duties

The air was filled by Adrian's cologne as I turned in order to see him near. Being my wife, you'll share this room alongside me. All of your duties do need fulfillment from you. Anisa will come in the morning and leave in the evening as the maid. There shall be no other servants within the mansion. To make my meals and to organize my clothes are still your responsibilities. You also must handle all the other tasks at home. Upon completion of these duties, you can go to work. Additionally, you will need to fulfill each of your wife's responsibilities, which do include pleasing your husband.

Now I need to make him happy if I want to talk with my mother. "Yes, Kylie, as long as can keep him happy maybe he will behave well with you. All you have to do is be his wife for a year. That's right! All the duties mentioned in the papers are the duty of a wife. So just take it positively and get over with it," I tried to cheer myself to go on with my current life.

Angela Every women's dream is to have a perfect household. We won't settle for less for we women are destined for something bigger and brighter tomorrow for our family. That's how I look things up and continued to serve as a mother and a wife. But, I never thought that life will give me a fucked up challenge. "What? I thought Mr. Takahashi and I talked about this. He knew that I'm on a one-week vacation, right now. Hence, what's up with that old man!" I can't help to yell. "This is absurd," I said with an annoying voice.

Chapter 10 Sophia "Adé mí*, your food is ready. It's on the table," I called out to Yusuf- my husband. (my crown). I didn't know what else I could do again. I was tired of making his life hell because he said it made him fall harder. He was such a cheesy cool guy. Since past months, I'd been trying but didn't stop myself from my wifely duties like cooking, maintaining the house, caring for him-because that was my duty.

"I need to bring someone with me. Danny, I told you about her. She is also in hiding because of me. She was always loyal to me and she never left me even though I couldn't pay her anymore. Can you give her any job?" He looked at me and didn't say anything. It seems he was thinking about something. "Okay, I can give her a position. She can choose where she wants to work. And as we talked about it last night, your duties as my wife." "What duties?" I think this is the part I can't remember. I don't recall anything about this topic. Did I say something stupid? And what kind of duties he is talking about? "Don't you remember what you said last night?"

"Yes. I've never had to beg my wife to make me dinner.” She let out a short, mocking laugh. "Well, congratulations. Welcome to modern marriage." I stared at her. "Marriage comes with responsibilities, Nadia." "And I'm fulfilling mine." "How?" She counted on her fingers. "I, help you make billions of dollars. I sit through your endless business meetings. I attend charity galas with you. I satisfy you in bed whenever you want me to and, in case you've forgotten, I'm carrying your child. What exactly am I failing at?”

“What do you mean I should sit down and open up my legs for you?” He leaned forward slightly, his face hard. “May I remind you that you are my fucking wife? One of your duties is to respect your husband and do as he says. And also satisfy your husband.” I swallowed hard. “Yes, that is what I have to do. But at the same time, it is the duty of the husband not to humiliate the wife and treat her like trash the way you are doing. I am still human, regardless of anything that happened in the past.”

“Do you cook? Clean? Or are you just... decorative?” I let my smile widen. “I do it all. You know, real wives tend to.” Jason’s hand slipped under the table and squeezed my thigh—softly, a silent warning. Don’t take the bait. Too late. “Is that how you define being a wife?” his mother asked, arching a brow. “Because marriage is more than pretending. It’s duty. Discipline. Dignity.” “I agree,” I said calmly. “Which is why I take this seriously. I may not come from your world, but I have something else—grit. I don’t back down easily.”

“You see this marriage? It is not for the public. Forget the cameras, the dancing, the expensive suits. All that is noise. When all the noise fades, what is left is character. Compassion. Patience.” He looked directly at Regan. “You, young man — you now carry not just her body in your house, but her peace of mind. Guard it well.” Then to Zara. “And you, Zara… you must remember that a wife is not a title. It is a duty. Not to shrink yourself for any man — never — but to remember that sometimes, love is shown in silence. In wisdom. In timing. Be gentle, even when you’re angry.” Zara swallowed hard. She didn’t speak, but her eyes glistened.

I said. “There is no problem in that. That is your dream which you can fulfill it.” he said. “I want a separate bedroom.” I said. “That’s nonsense and which will never happen.” He immediately said looking at me. “But..” I started saying. “You will fulfill all your duties as my wife.” He said. “Duties?” I asked him confused. “Yeah like taking care of me and also cooking for me. Don’t forget the other things which you definitely know.” He replied smirking.