“If I Were Your Husband, I Wouldn’t Make You Feel So Lonely…” The Only Magic Words That I, A Cheesy Cow, Can See Through A Dependent, Menhera Married Woman And Turn Her Into A Nuisance And A Bug.
Anyone please help me... Moral harassment from her husband, pressure from her mother-in-law, and isolation at work. She has left all of her close friends in her hometown, has no one to confide her worries to, and has no place to belong at home or at work. Machiapu was started by such lonely married women on a whim. There I met a middle-aged man. If you don't have the delicacy to want to have sex as soon as you meet someone, you don't have money, you have no worth, and all you have is an ugly, fat, and lazy body. He was a bunch of unpopular people, and to be honest, he probably wasn't her type at all, but before she knew it, she was gradually being healed by his brightness and kindness. What's good about such a person? I know he's the guy everyone says he is. But the woman believes that ``I'm the only one who understands that person,'' and ``that person is the only one who understands me,'' and becomes dependent on her and becomes unable to see her surroundings. Even today, men invite women in while hiding their true nature. All the kind words this person gives me may be lies. Still, I can't resist this loneliness. Even though I realize my mistake, I can't get out of this swamp. A story with no future written by three married women.
