Novel & Cerita Young Wife

“I-I'm scared of dying...” Ms. Young's voice cracked upon her confession, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. The seventy-year-old matriarch of the Young Family from the real-estate business had once again visited our hotel to avail my service. It's not a secret that I'm quite a star among widowed, old maiden, and all sorts of female guests who were senior citizens. I'm in charge of them in terms of pampering, listening, and comforting.

His round and chubby face were all smiles and standing next to him was a young woman with ash blond hair tied up into a ponytail. She must be his young wife. The bad part of my mind wondered how she fucked such an old man. She didn't look older than thirty. I'd have figured her for younger if it weren't for the conservative dress she wore which made her look much more mature than her actual age. “Ah, Son, welcome.Thank you so much for coming on such short notice. Sharon hasn't given me a breathing space to rest and rained fire and brimstone if I dead to postpone the product launching” he said jovially

When she wanted to find Bright Ye , old lady Wendor stopped her. "Mary Ye , don’t you really want to stay?" Old lady Yu looked at her sincerely. Yuri just looked at Mary Ye, her hair is black and straight, with general appearance, but dressed up by a famous brand, she really looked like a white beauty. "No." Mary Ye refused without hesitation. The scornful sneer in her heart was almost shown on her face. How stupid she is to drop a life of glory and wealth, but to suffer in this poor place in the backcountry?

The younger one, probably a teenager looked at the reflection in the mirror as the bride's tear shone in her eye, and mesmerized she opened her mouth in awe at the beauty. " She is still beautiful ". Said the teenager unable to control the fondness. To the little girl, even the bride's cry looked beautiful as her face shone in sadness adding that red glow to her face but that only fascinated the young girl along with others. But others weren't blunt like her. The elderly woman elbowed her and motioned her to keep quiet as the teenager pouted at her warning and looked at the bride when the tear fell. The teenager sighed dreamily looking at her eyes.

She ignored Nikolai and walked past him, determined not to give a care. "What good news have you received, Aubrey, that you have been smiling a lot?" You can lie with words. However, she couldn't hide that hint of redness on her cheek. Liam's nanny was blushing so hard, like a young teenager. The woman in her late 20s moved closer and whispered, "The man who just moved right next door? Oh, Belle. You have got to see. I call dibs on him, okay?" "What?" Belle raised her eyebrow suspiciously. So, there's a new guy on their floor. "Wait, did you say next door? There's no vacancy right now, right?"

I do not have anyone to talk to, Rosalia had gone to visit her sick mother, and the remaining maids around here are more like statues. I am literally going insane. “This is ridiculous,” I whisper to myself while flipping through TV channels I do not care about. “I’m too young to be living like a seventy-year-old widow.” . . . . . . “Take me to my family house,” I said, already grabbing my purse. I can't have a family that I can go to and decide to stay here like a prisoner. Almost an hour later, I was standing before the mansion, but the smile on my face fell when I walked in.

The woman being in her late fifties, she had a few wrinkles on her face, but it was obvious that she took a good care of herself. “Don’t worry Yildiz, you’ll be the first one to be informed when Kiara is due” I winked before getting up and walking toward my wife who seemed to be enjoying the show of me being stuck with her family members. She smiled when she saw me approach her before standing on her toes to wrap her arms around my neck as I wrapped mine around her waist and leaned to her lips, kissing her softly, claiming her as my own in front of everyone who was watching.

the young lady said with a blush. When Ariana went in, Gwen just glanced briefly at her before dropping the smile on her face. "You're finally back now, Ms. Torrey? Where the fuck did you go this time?" Ariana was long used to Gwen's sharp tongue. She just looked at the young lady sitting on the couch. The young lady looked no older than 20 years old and had a refreshing aura to her. She had fox-like eyes, a slim body, and looked quite pretty overall.

At that moment as well, I saw that Mr Ferrell is also fighting together with my mom and dad. I was then about to shoot another enemy when I heard Trever called out to my attention. “Cypher your wife!” that is what he said which made me immediately turn my head to look for my wife and there I saw here in the middle of the altar. She is already lifeless a while ago but she is even more lifeless now, but there is something that is notable from her, and that is the fact that her cheeks are bleeding right now and she even has a wound on her shoulders and the blood is dripping on her wedding dress.

"Then… we can consummate the marriage first. I'm a fertile woman, and you're extremely virile. I'm sure we'll get pregnant easily." After she said that, she lowered her head shyly, completely unaware of the dark look on my face, and continued talking to herself. "Michelle is so weak, she clearly won't live long. After she dies, you can marry me. I won't mind that you'd have a late wife. I'll give you lots of children, and we can live a happy life together."