Novel & Cerita Young Wife

In the beautiful times, I had a wife. Her name is Nadya. She is a simple woman, just like her name. I married Nadya when she was 19, which is too early to marriage in this day. Usually, marrying at such a young age for modern society means that the girl has been pregnant. The pregnant girl must be matched to the man who impregnated her to hide the family disgrace. Modern society, especially modern girls, tends to choose to marry at an older age. They will finish their education at university and then work before finally getting married and having their own family. That's one of the things that made my marriage with Nadya a little different; besides, we are from a really different culture.

She was so thrilled that she almost jumped out of her skin. "You really put it under my name? Aren't you scared I'll run off with everything one day? Hee-hee!" This woman really knew how to act. I looked at her with fake affection. "You're my wife. Putting it under your name is the best way to make you feel safe." Phoebe got so excited that she leapt up and planted a loud kiss on my face. She could laugh all she wanted now. I just hoped she wouldn't cry too hard when everything fell apart.

Min Sihyeon did not take that insult to the heart while, maintaining an amiable expression, she said, "Ahjussi, this is youth. Even though you are informal with me, I apologise that I can't do the same. You are too old for me to neglect that." Sihyeon considered her to be quite respectful with the adults, but when they crossed the line, she wasn't the one to hold back. "Are you kidding me? You are literally as old as me!" he argued back. "Is that so? I only have nineteen years of experience though. Doesn't that make me young mentally? Plus I totally have a baby face!" she cheerfully stated. Although she did not have remarkable visuals and usually tend to blend with the crowd, one feature she

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

"That's Chanel haute couture! It hasn't even dropped yet—I saw the sketches online!" "No way... that's gotta be the Loredan heiress!" Heads turned. Whispers flew. Even Jared looked. He couldn't not. The second Jared saw her face, he froze. Around him, the shock rippled. Joanne gasped, "Lucia?" Yep. It was her—the missing wife, back like a drop-the-mic moment. She didn't even notice them. Too busy on the phone. "I know, Mom. I just left the orphanage... Yeah, I've changed. I'm at the entrance now."

, i whispered and went to check on my girl. She is looking hot with wet hair and she is only in her blouse and skirt and watching a video how to drape a saree. I smiled looking at her. She is such a kid not knowing the basic things. " Indeed she is a kid , she is just 17 but you forcefully married her under age ", my subconscious remainded me. I sighed and went near her to help her. She flinched badly when she recognised my presence near her. The mobile from her hand slipped down and before it could reach the ground I catched it.

She probably agreed with what Bryan said. Sure enough, she continued a moment later. There was a complaining edge to her tone as she said, “But you’re at fault too, Hugh. Bryan is still so young. This is when he needs people around him the most. How can you keep leaving him on his own? It’s a good thing David has been there for him. No wonder the boy sides with his uncle instead of you.” Even though I had long since stopped expecting anything, sadness still settled in my chest.

I just shook my head from my husband’s rant. “Friend stop staring at Tanya and James! Your husband will turn to a beast if he sees you!” Yelle teased me. "You look beautiful in your dress friend!" I said instead. "I know right." She giggle. I rolled my eyes from her cockiness. “But has no love life!” I said then laughed. “You are so mean!” She pouted her lips. We just laughed at our craziness. “Yelle you are already thirty yet you don’t even have a boyfriend!” I told her.

This insidious desire, with its enticing grip, seemed determined to undermine my will, threatening to weaken my knees and taint my decision. At this very moment, I couldn't help but reflect on the person I used to be, a young and inexperienced nineteen-year-old, whose bravery often swerved into naivety. Though time had undoubtedly passed since then, a subtle part of that fearless girl still lingered within the depths of my being. It was she who now infused me with a remnant of her temerity, her unwavering spirit that refused to be wholly outweighed by the overwhelming fervour that strived to enmesh me.

It was a simple white sleeveless dress with small purple and yellow flower prints on the waist line, Kylie was a beautiful young woman and she would turn nineteen this year. She was a young version of her. Their looks was really similar. Their only differences was she was taller than her, she had straight hair while she had a wavy hair, she was athletic and she was good in everything unlike her she was stupid enough to marry at a young age of nineteen, and been divorced at the age of twenty four.