Novel & Cerita Carta A Mi Futuro Esposo

Jimmy retorted, an eyebrow arched in challenge. I rolled my eyes at him and continued reading the absurd letter from that old man. "My name is Lorenzo Carter, but you can call me Enzo. I understand you're in serious trouble, so take this as a gesture of my goodwill. Indeed, I am prepared to help you clear your name of all the accusations and rumors you're facing. I'll save your career and bring back the world that you used to live in. I will make you the world's most adored superstar again, but on one condition. Marry me, and become my wife."

“This is my future. You’re my future.” He cupped my face. “And you’re mine.”

“Rose Mary? Is that really you? Oh my God, I really didn't expect that I would finally see you here. Come, and welcome to your palace which will one day be yours. We have been holding back what we feel for so long and trying to hold back the longing because you haven't come here for several years. Until finally our son said that you had a small accident that made you disappear for a while. However, you know, your future husband is really a very, very good man, even though he can't wait for you and can't know where you are, but the thing that is really very pleasant is that the future husband is really very loyal to thousands of women. The one who came here to eat with the kings who were thei

On the seventh year after the breakup, I receive a package from Clarence Fraser. All 44 pounds of said package consist of the stacks of chat history I have with him in the past. Soon, Clarence's text appears on my phone screen. "Wanna meet up? I'd like to tell you something." I pause momentarily before responding with a "1". That number signifies rejection. Then, I turn my phone off. After wiping my sweat off with a towel, I pick up another crate of fruits and continue promoting them to the customers loudly, as though nothing has happened. It's been so many years, and I don't know why Clarence decides to text me all of a sudden. Similarly, he doesn't know that I've already become so

Just us and perfect future of our own making. I lowered my body onto his, breasts pressed to his chest, heart pounding too fast to ignore. I needed to feel every inch of him, like maybe I could tattoo the shape of his body onto mine. "I'll marry you tomorrow," I whispered, pressing kisses along his chest. "And I'll give you a bunch of kids..." My lips brushed his skin, the promise slipping easily from my mouth. "But after we finish college. I want the world first. Then you can have it all."

She immediately stopped walking and frowned at me. “You again? what do you need? can you leave my sight? you're just wasting my time.” She pointed at me weakly but firmly. I just smiled at her and i still blocked her way. She suddenly smiled and combed her hair with her own hands. “So, what's your deal?” she said with one eyebrow raised. I rubbed one palm on my pants and then handed it to her to shake with her hand. “Don't you know me? I'm your future husband. Carlos Miguel Sermiento, by the way.” I introduce to her with still a line of smile on my lips.

“And you’re just mentioning it? What is it?” Carlo pushed his phone to me. “It’s a note.” He said. “You should read it yourself.” I brought the phone closer, and it read: “I’d rather be crushed by a moving van than get married to you, Mr. Eppolito.” ‘Screw you, Aria Kostas’.

I decide to open my hand , when my sister enters the room like a tornado and lies next to me, curious. —What did he give you? - asks Valeria. —I’ll find out now. - I say raising my hand. Gradually a white paper with a phone number will appear. But what makes me happy is the name that comes below: Carlos Salazar. — Whose number is that? - asks my sister with wide eyes. —From my future husband. - I reply with a sly smile on my lips. One thing I know for sure: Now the hunt begins.

I glanced down at the message I’d been waiting on: “Luna, as requested, your diving gear and private sub are ready. We can depart for the Mariana Trench at any time.” It was the anniversary surprise I’d prepared for Adrian—taking him to the deepest place in the world, telling him in the ten-thousand-meter deep sea that we had a pup. Now, it seemed… unnecessary. I replied: “Cancel the plan.” Then I dialed another number. “Prepare a divorce agreement for me.” After I hung up, I rested a hand over my lower belly where a little pup lived, one Adrian still didn’t know about. “Baby,” I whispered, “Mom’s going to take you to a deeper sea.”

He paused and smiled. "I don't know what the future has in store for us, but can you be the future I so much desire? Let me be your husband for real, and not your revenge tool anymore... Let's sleep and wake up in each other's arms," My heart beat rapidly against my chest. I was so shocked as I wasn't the sudden confession from him.