Wifey นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I don't have any interest in spending my night with her but i am just distraction my mind from the conversation with dad and its fun to annoy her. "Are you out of your mind" she screamed. I grabbed her by holding her waist and said "why are you shouting wifey, i am giving you only what you want" "What" she asked confusingly. "Wifey, why are you looking confused. You were the only one who was giving me signals outside from the time we got married" i stated. I know she didn't but it would be a fun to play with her. "Leave me. I didn't give you any signal. Keep your eyes and mind open" she said while struggling to came out of my gr

And according to him, She is an amazing daughter, She is an amazing sister, She is an amazing sister in law, She is an amazing wife, WIFE? Does he really think of her as his wife?. He himself is confused. Disconnecting the call he played a live video on the screen of his laptop and he could see her watching TV and enjoying delicious food. She is in a light pink top and pink sweatpants, looking Breathtaking.

Alice, my wife, and our newborn child, peacefully slumbering together, embodied everything that truly mattered to me in this world. I couldn't help but be amazed at the journey we had embarked upon together - the trials, challenges, moments of joy, and the depths of love we had explored. Over the past few years, we faced ups and downs that tested the very essence of our beings, yet Alice stood beside me, a beacon of unwavering strength. Looking at her now, my heart swelled with love and admiration. She was more than just my spouse; she was my partner, confidante, and unyielding pillar of support. Her determination, resilience, and fierce love for our family were qualities that I deeply cheri

Meanwhile, the smart woman was unsatisfied and kept repeating the same actions because she did not get the desired answer from her spouse. "I do not know why he did that either, Wifey. Just now we—" ***

“You sound like you have everything figured out. Almost like you already knew there was a possibility that something like this might happen.” “If you don’t have any plans to help the company, fine. Suit yourself and continue distracting yourself with that woman you married.” “Isobelle. Her name’s Isobelle.” “We have too much on our plate already. If it’s not worth talking about, let’s not talk about it.”

I said to my personal assistant. "Okay, sir, but do you think that there's something going on between this person and your wife?" My personal assistant asked me. "Something like what?" I asked him. "I mean, do you think that your wife is having an affair with this person?" He asked me, and with that I clenched my fist angrily as I thought about the possibility of Amelia having an affair with that good-for-nothing man I saw her at the restaurant with. Maybe that was the reason why she was now so determined on signing the divorce agreement; she has found someone else, and I no longer mean anything to her.

And her upper lip quivered, as she chewed. "Hell! I'm on his side." Efyah shrugged and dipped her hand into the fruit bowl at her side. "You know, ever since you were transferred to the headquarters, you stopped being a wife to him and a mother to the kids. You don't spend time with your family. You'd leave the house as early as 6a.m and would return late in the freaking night. You leave the cooking, and washing for the house help. You don't fucking take care of the kids, and the worse is that, you never make out a fucking time to spend with the kids, not even with barry. And he was fucking sex starved. He couldn't keep up with your sex timetable, because he's a man. The sexual needs arises

Cyrene has been messing with my mind for days, and I just miss her. When my wife told me to do it, I felt a slight arousal toward her. Maybe because she looks like her mother and she never challenges me in bed. But she did it last night after I told her that she couldn't handle me. I was impressed by her confidence, but I got annoyed when I smelt the peach scent on her. It was like a wake-up call, and I finally pulled away from her. I am convinced that Cyrene is the woman for me, but it seems Cassidy has no intention of letting me go. That’s a very big problem.

They mentioned the father of her children rather than ‘her husband’ as the Aprices were well aware that Jonathan was her husband. Jonathan took the phone away from her hands. Jonathan was getting ready to go to the office while Liliana sat on the bed, scrolling her phone. “Mrs. Smith, help me put on a tie, please,” Jonathan asked Liliana. He called her Mrs. Smith to remind her that she was his wife and husband and wife ought to be more intimate. He did that only occasionally for minor things like helping him dry his hair or tie his tie, or when he wanted to massage her hair and neck as they talked in the bed after tucking in the kids, or when he wanted to wear matching clothes with her or fe

The car’s dashboard camera was connected to my phone. “Does Hugh like the gift I picked for him? I don’t always like the things he likes, but he always likes the things I like. So, I’m sure he’ll like this car. I chose it according to my preferences, so he must love it. Am I right?” “He loves it. More than you know.” “I want to go with you and Hugh when you try on the wedding garments.” “Why would you want to go?” “Because you’re going to look so beautiful in your wedding dress. You can’t just let him see it all by himself.”