Nothing Less Than I Deserve

it for you to make dinner? Dinner should be ready when he arrives. '' My mother-in-law Ms. Beth says to me moving things around in my kitchen, she treats me as if I do not take good ca

k them up one by one and wash them day after day. But of course, h

an see, the coffee bottle is full here and he's still drinking it. There are some cookies that I baked over the weekend, over there on top of the cupboard.'

eeth and cr

en married for a little over three years and until today you haven't learned to reconcile life

un most of the time. Her eyes are strained and authoritative. Every day she comes to my house to criticize me, but she love

to avoid giving h

ent to the bathroom to take

and that I would never be like her. That's why when Olavo proposed marriage to me even after we had formalized our official courtship at the door a few months earlier, I accepted. We got married as virgins, one never crossed the line with the other because we respect

to have employees, Olavo didn't think it was necessary since I

ely for my husband. Yes! I love being a housewife, it's been my dream since I can remember. My routine is methodically defined down t

the night comes and Olavo gives me affection as if I were a pet cat thirsty for his attention while he was always glued to his cell phone;

our sex life is excellent! I won't deny that this part filled me with curiosity, but when my schoolmates talked about their relationships with their boyfriends, I got away from them because I wanted to have my own experiences when I had them. Olavo was the first man in my life

house I always dreamed of. It's not luxurious b

hands for me to get out of the closet. From there she takes out a packag

e but I don't say anything else either. Getting

, wearing shorts, sandals, a T-sh

y husband kisses her on the side of her head and then looks at me. The seasoning is the same way my mother makes it, look how fantastic it

s together fee

making spices. That doesn't mean y

ebrows at me ''

rns to me widening

amela. But if my son is say

em, leaning against the wall, listening to Olavo telling Mrs. Beth about his d