All Chapters of His Way to be a Perfect Wife: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Looking at the variety of clothes- that is on the rack. Angelo finally chose from the collection of clothes a simple roll-sleeve denim dress that has a below-the-knee length. The maids were not satisfied with what their madam selected; they thought that the dress would not accentuate their madam’s body proportion and beauty. When Angelo heard the two maids’ persuasion- that he should change the dress he selected, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Why need to dress majestically: when he’s just going to welcome that ugly being’s mother and not attend a prestigious gathering. Angelo is not even mentally prepared- of suddenly becoming a girl: much less wear a dress. Can everyone take things slowly? It’s better if the time just paused since he’s mentally and physically not prepared. When the two maids realize that their young master’s wife is adamant about not changing her outfit- the attendants can only resign with their madam’s choice of dress to wear.

As the car finally came to a halt. The chauffeur promptly went out of the driver’s seat and opened the door of the automobile. Pulling the car door’s handle, the chauffeur then escorted the old madam. Angelo was full of expectations as to- what Mark’s mother would; look- like. His gaze was solely focused inside the car when the chauffeur opened its door; to see a glimpse of the old madam’s face but, since Aimie’s eyesight is not that good, all he could see was the silhouette of Aimie’s mother-in-law. When a foot that was wearing- a red stiletto heel with a ribbon wrap around its ankle finally stepped outside. Angelo gawk at the fascinating work of art. It was his first time to see such a perfect foot. The woman’s legs were also milky white- that his eyes almost went wide as saucers. Angelo; was then having doubts that the person- that arrived just now was not Mark’s mother instead this ugly being’s hidden mistress. When the owner of those- captivating, legs and bewit

“You pervert!” Angelo shouted as he pushed Mark’s face away from him, “I was asking for a reward but, what you...how dare you kiss me!.” Angelo tried his best to break free away from Mark, and when he got a distance from Mark: Angelo decided to throw his slippers towards the ugly being’s face. Mark seeing the flying slippers that were heading towards his face, decided to dodge the slippers. Enraged that Mark dodged the slippers, Angelo could only stomp his feet because of frustration. “Didn’t you say that you want a reward?” Mark inquired as he sat on the couch and gestured for the kitchen staff that was contemplating outside whether to interrupt a married couple of their sweet time or not. When the kitchen staff saw that their young master had motioned for them to serve the foods, they happily sighed in relief- after all, no one wants to see their bosses’ private lives. The servers straightaway brought the food and placed it on the table. Ang

“Although I can see that the both of you are getting along just fine but, it doesn’t mean that I would believe your words- that both of you fell in love the first time you’ve seen each other and decided to get married in an instant.” Mark’s mother figured out herself, to postpone what she was going to inform the both of them instead, she decided to leave the two- to continue what they were doing earlier. “Since, as you say that this is your house, my dear son, then I’ll give you the liberty to continue what you were doing earlier. This unwanted mother of yours would now leave the both of you. So please enjoy.” Angelo was made speechless; by what Mark’s mother- had verbalized and, he can’t help but make a fuss- in his mind. “Earlier, Aimie’s mother-in-law told us- that she doesn’t want to see something nasty but, why is it now that she’s urging- me and this perverted ugly Homosapien to continue. Why is Mark’s mother suddenly contradicting her words? Maybe she’s planning to se

His mind, instead, was fully energized, and Angelo couldn’t help but imagine the kiss he and Mark had done earlier. The kiss that had taken his breath away; that made him feel powerless and become someone- not like himself. Angelo shook off the thoughts; he had about the kiss and told his self- that the one who enjoyed the kiss was not him. It was instead the body he currently inhabits that enjoyed the kiss. Since the body is of female anatomy and not of a male: it was only natural for Aimie’s body to like the kiss. After all, she is a female. “Does it even make sense!” Angelo shouted in frustration as he disheveled his hair. “It makes little sense that I, a male, would enjoy the kiss. It explains nothing even though I am in a female’s body. It’s so frustrating.” Angelo laid down again on the queen-sized pink bed with a soft velvety pink blanket pulled up until his chin. He tossed and turned the whole night. Angelo even forgot to play games with his phone: as he; was