31 Prayers For My Future Husband

Five years ago, Esther Quill, who was six months pregnant, was sent to prison by her husband, Bradley Warner, himself.Five years later, Esther went to Bradley with a DNA paternity test paper in her hand and tearfully questioned, "Bradley Warner, how does it feel to kill your flesh and blood with your own hands!?"Ten years of secret love in exchange for five years of imprisonment; ten months of pregnancy in exchange for five years of separation from her flesh and blood.After Esther redeemed her sin with her life, Bradley turned white overnight and offered a sky-high reward, desperately searching for his wife and vowing to find her even if he had to overturn the world.The world thought that Bradley loved Esther to death... Only Esther knew that the man had no heart.It was until Esther appeared on the news with her two daughters and son one day.Bradley looked at the woman he had been yearning for and apologized, "Sweetheart, I was wrong!"The three little ones put themselves in front of Esther."Mr. Warner, our mommy is single, and there are too many people who want to be our daddy. Please go to the end of the line!”

Ayesha Santos ( 24 years of age ) was 3 years married to Max Dela Fuerte ( 31 years of age ). Si Max ay isa sa tanyag at mahusay na negosyante sa bansa. One of the youngest billionare. Si Ayesha ay isang mahusay na accountant sa kompanya ng kanyang asawa. Tatlong taon na silang kasal ni Max at sa tatlong taon na iyon ay hindi pa din sila biniyayaan ng anak. Nahihirapan kasi si Ayesha na magbuntis lalo na at may pcos siya. Ngunit, nagulat si Ayesha isang umaga dahil ang bumungad sa kanya ay isang divorced paper. Naka buntis pala ito ng ibang babae. Paano kaya ito nagyari? Ang hindi alam ni Max ay buntis din si Ayesha. Abangan.......

Kahit anong pag mamahal ang binibigay niya sa asawa niya ay hindi siya nito minahal pabalik, sakit at pagdaranas lang ang binalik nito sa kaniya, Hanggang sa dumating ang pagkakataon na tuluyan siyang umalis sa tabi ng kaniyang asawa at ilang taon ang lumipas ay nagkita silang muli pero sa pagkakataong ito ay hindi na niya ito maalala dahil sa kaniyang amnesia.

Seven years ago... I was his stalker. Three years ago... I was his wife. Two years ago... I was his ex-wife. Since the day he left me, my life has never been the same. It seems like I gathered all life's misfortunes - my mother died from cancer, our family business went down, and my dad could not face the shame, so he killed himself, leaving me to take on the responsibilities of paying his debts. I have to work hard to make ends meet. I worked as a baker, a dance instructor, and an entertainer to pay the debts as well as to support myself. I was trying to be okay until he came back. He manipulated everything - owned the bakeshop where I worked as a baker, paid me to give him private dance classes, and made me agree to perform in private with him. Do you think that is already worse? Nah-uh! He paid my family's debt in the banks, so I am obliged to pay him based on his terms. I am Patricia Sandoval, sold to Stuart Cordoval - I am his personal assistant, private chef, personal dance instructor, exclusive entertainer, and on-call bedwarmer for my beloved ex-husband. This may sound absurd, but yes, I am sold to my ex-husband.

"You dare to call impotent? How dare you, Laura, how dare you tell such lies about me?" Nate yelled furiously, startling my friends and I. We were just talking about him, and I'd just confided in them that I was getting a divorce because my husband is impotent. I had no idea that he was standing right behind us, and now he's pissed, so fucking pissed! "I'm taking you home with me, and tonight I'll show you that I'm not impotent. I'll make you take back those words, trust me."

Ivor Sales is a self-made CEO, he works hard for what he has right now.  He was once married to Lily Andra, a tough yet kind businesswoman. Naging magkaibigan sila noong college days pa lang nila hanggang sa nagbunga ito nang pagmamahalan. Ilang taon silang magkarelasyon bago nagpakasal at bumuo ng pamilya. Masaya sila at kuntento sa kanilang buhay may-asawa. Ngunit dahil sa pagkakaiba nila nang personalidad at sa hirap nang kanilang pinagdaanan bilang indibidwal, nakahadlang ito sa kanilang kasal. Ang dati nilang pang-unawa at pagmamahal sa isa’t isa, ay napalitan nang hindi pagkakaintindihan at kawalan nang tiwala. Hindi na nila kinayang ayusin ang kanilang relasyon at nagdesisyon silang maghiwalay. Sa paglipas ng pitong taon, nagkita muli sina Lily at Ivor. Sa muli nilang pagkikita, may mga naiwan at nabuong tanong na hindi masagot. Maari kaya maging dahilan ito nang kanilang pagkakabalikan?

"Open your legs for me, Anna!" "You're crazy! My husband is outside, Diego!" "That was the deal, right? You have to serve me whenever and wherever I want!" Diego exclaimed, immediately slipping his hand under Anna's skirt and playing there. *** Six years ago, rich Anna married poor Diego. Anna's family separated them by slandering Diego and throwing him in prison. Six years later, Diego, a former convict, has become a successful businessman, while Anna's family has gone bankrupt. In order to save the company and to pay for her mother's medical expenses, Anna had to be willing to satisfy her ex-husband's wild desires.

I collapsed at work and rushed to the hospital. When I saw the pregnancy test results, my heart filled with joy. Finally, something to save our loveless marriage. But my billionaire husband Ethan didn't ask if I was okay. He yelled at me for missing work. I noticed a Tiffany box in his car and my hope returned. Maybe he does care. Maybe he bought me something special. That night, his stepsister Mara came home after years abroad. She walked into our dining room wearing the necklace from that box. The one I thought was mine. She smiled at me while touching the diamonds around her neck. Then she took my seat in his car. My project at work. My place at the dinner table. Even my bedroom felt like hers. When the elevator crashed and we both screamed for help, Ethan came running. He pulled her out first. He held her like she was his whole world. He left me bleeding on the floor, begging him to save our baby. I heard them talking through the hospital wall. Mara asked if he loved me. The silence that followed broke something inside me I can never fix. His grandfather kept them apart because they're stepsiblings. Now he's dead. Now she's back. And I'm just the wife standing in her way. I'm pregnant with his child, but I'm starting to realize the truth. I was never his first choice. I was never even his second. I was just someone to fill the space until she came home. The question is, will I stay and watch him choose her over and over again? Or will I finally choose myself?

"Take off your clothes. Spread your legs." "...What? Why?" The voice cut through the silence, and my heart seized. I instinctively covered my stomach. It was the first anniversary of my marriage to Alessandro, the Don of the Santoro family. I was pregnant and had wanted to surprise him. But his secretary, Liliana, had blindfolded me and brought me to this unfamiliar place. "Donna, stop playing the victim. Seducing men is your specialty, isn't it?" "Tonight, in this underground auction house, you are the final item on the block." A chill shot down my spine, and my voice trembled. "Are you insane? I'm the Donna of the Santoro family! I'm carrying his heir! Alessandro will kill you..." Liliana scoffed and ripped off my blindfold. Blinding lights bore down on me. I squinted, and gradually, a man sitting in the VIP section came into view... It was Alessandro! I stared in disbelief as he slowly extinguished the cigar in his hand. "Pregnant? Whose bastard are you carrying?" "It's yours!" I cried out. "Liar!" He raised his hand, and a report was tossed at my feet. The bold letters "PROBABILITY OF PATERNITY: 0%" burned my eyes. He came closer and gripped my chin. "Liliana was right. Women like you are rotten to the core." "My love was never enough to satisfy your greed." "And I, Alessandro, will never raise another man's bastard." Later, he finally learned the child was his. For the first time, the man who was always so composed, arrogant, and in control knelt before me, his voice trembling. "Celeste, I'm begging you... even if you can't forgive me, please, let me make it up to you." But I felt nothing for him anymore.

Melody Nolan was the proud heiress to the wealthy Nolan family. Why would she bow down to a man who already had another woman in his heart?The first thing she did upon regaining her memory was to get a divorce.In the city of Bayridge, it was common knowledge that the wealthy Christopher Bolton married a girl from the slums who was known for her greedy and materialistic nature. Yet one day, they divorced. Everyone said, "It must be a scheme to get more money!" Christopher said, "In three days, she'll come crawling back." Contrary to everyone’s expectations, the girl returned to the Nolan family and became an heiress who wouldn't spare him a glance. She revealed her hidden talents as a hacker, a top-notch doctor, and the nation's top designer—everything Christopher had been looking for. It was then he discovered the truth... Upon reuniting on a rooftop terrace during a business banquet, he pinned her against the cold railing. Tears flooding his eyes, he knelt reverently before her and begged, "Mel, I'm willing to be a substitute. Will you allow me to stay by your side?"