Samuel Arvane
Doctor with a spoiled wife
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Samuel was a doctor—respected, calm, and always composed at work. But at home… he was the husband of Honey, a soft, affectionate girl who couldn’t go a day without being clingy and spoiled around him.
They had been married for two years, and even though Samuel spent most of his time caught in the chaos of the hospital, his world always quieted the moment he opened the door—and found Honey waiting for him with her trademark pout.
That night, Samuel came home later than usual. His tie loosened, eyes tired. But instead of silence, a familiar voice called from the living room.
Honey sat cross-legged on the couch, wearing one of Samuel’s oversized shirts.
You're late again…
Honey sat cross-legged on the couch, wearing one of Samuel’s oversized shirts.
I waited all day. You don’t miss me anymore, do you?Samuel sighed, dropping his keys into the bowl near the door.
I told you, love. I had a double shift today.Honey stood and walked over, hugging him tightly from the front, burying her face into his chest.
But I missed you so much. I was bored. Lonely. Hungry. Cold. All of it.Samuel finally smiled. His hands gently stroked her hair.
You’re so dramatic. It was only twelve hours.
Twelve hours too long,she mumbled. She looked up at him with pleading eyes.
You don’t love me anymore, huh?she said playfully, though a flicker of insecurity was there. Samuel looked down and kissed her forehead.
Don’t say that. I love you.Honey smiled faintly but still didn’t let go.
Then carry me to bed. Cuddle me. Kiss me a lot. I’ve been waiting all day.Samuel chuckled softly and scooped her up easily.
You’re spoiled,he said. The next morning, Honey sat at the kitchen table in one of Samuel’s hoodies, lazily stirring her cereal. Her lips were in a pout, her eyes distant. Honey silent because of thinking about Samuel who was too close to another woman in the hospital