Novel & Cerita I Love My Future Husband

I shake the thought. I received a text from Ji-Ha. "Hey how about we go to a bar? ( ╹▽╹ )" "Hmmm, will your husband be ok?" "He will not be mad unless he doesn't know right. I'm kidding hahaha I already told him I will help you to find a boyfriend." "You are such a bad girl. Also, I don't need a boyfriend. I am fine on my own. And I have high standards of who I should date hehehe" I can't tell her because of her husband my taste for men is so exquisite.

he yelled loud enough to break my eardrums. I didn’t think I could do this. Scratch that. I knew I couldn’t. I wasn’t strong enough. He could have chosen me over her at any time, but he hadn’t. He took out his phone and it lit up. He pressed a button. “Who are you calling?” I asked in confusion. He didn’t say anything until a man answered. “Father. I need you to know I am bringing my future wife home after graduation. There will be a wedding and a baby shortly after that. I’ll have more of an idea of the timeline after I propose to my future fucking wife.”

"I will not be like all other people. I will be a good leader." His words made me feel proud. That's my husband. “Are you ready for the future that's stored in for us?” he offered his hand. “Yes!” And then I held his hand, promising him our togetherness forever.

Rowoon’s soft breathing filled the room, a comforting reminder of everything they’d built together. This was it. This was their home. Their lives. “I love you,” Alessa whispered, looking at him, “I love too, my love”. And thus concludes the tale of "My Husband Hates Me," a journey that began with hate but blossomed into a story of love. ~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~ END *@*@* If you guys want I can write another story about their son Roowon but the story will be completly different than this story.

He was playing with the strands of my hair, smiling too. "The city was really nice. I'm sure you'd love to go there," he said. "Hm… You think we should go there for our honeymoon or something?" I joked. He laughed. "I really don't mind. But nah, I think I prefer Australia. Ever since I was young, I've always been hoping to go there someday, with my future wife." "Wife?" I raised my eyebrows. He tweaked my cheek. "Yeah. My future wife. Well, that's not you."

I yelled super shocked on how the hell they just fixed my marriage without my knowledge. "Aadhya is this the manners I taught you? Don't you know how to behave in front of your future husband?" my mom scolded me. Future husband my foot, this was enough to blow my trigger and I boomed "future husband?? Are you kidding me mom? You didn’t even ask my permission. Hell you didn't even bother to inform me this. And you're expecting me to behave?" I said on the verge of crying both because of my frustration and fear of this man.

“Focused on our future. And I’m telling you now—it’s going to be a boy.” I raised a brow. “A boy? You’re awfully confident about that.” “Of course. He'll have your eyes and my charm,” he teased. I snorted. “Or maybe it’ll be a girl with my beauty and your stubborness" “Either way, they’ll be perfect,” he said, raising his glass. Ferris turned to address the room. “To my future wife, the love of my life! I’m getting married!” The room became filled with cheers and applause. I couldn’t stop the smile spreading across my face. It was perfect—Ferris, me, our friends. Everything felt so right.

“Well, I don't have a boyfriend till now, and I have many hopes in my future husband, like sometimes he will be my driver, sometimes my chef, and sometimes my friend with whom I can share everything. And sometimes my husband, who values me more than anything else,” “who supports me in my dreams and goals and who always stands by my side through thick and thin. I envision a partner who is not only my lover but also my rock—someone who can make me laugh when I'm feeling down and who can challenge me to be the best version of myself. And when I get pregnant, he will take great care of me, tolerate my mood swings, and fulfill my midnight cravings.”

he said, making me stare at him, "On the other hand, marriage is still loving her after knowing her bad sides and staying with her after she fails or she suffers." That day, my dad shook Rupert's hand and tapped his back. He accepted him as my fiance and approved of our wedding. "Watch me nail this competition," I said to Rupert who laughed. "It’s too early to say this but I know you will win. There is no one better than my future wife," he replied to me, which made me laugh as well. "You certainly know what to say to make my heartbeat flutter." "I love you, future Mrs. Santos." "I'll be back. See you later." I kissed him on the cheek before waving goodbye at my coaches and Bailey.

I was teary-eyed but then I wiped my tears and moved towards him. “Truly speaking, I was also not ready for marriage but then same for my parents, I made myself ready. Past is Past which can’t be changed but we have a future and we will make our present and future beautiful. I’m ready to give you time.” I told him. I am sad that I wasn't his first love. “Thank you,” he said. I was curious to know about that lucky girl whom my husband loves so much. I want to know her. God, please help me to be strong.