I Love My Future Husband นิยาย & เรื่องราว

said Keith seducing, I smirked. "Ideal wife? That kind of thing I think is natural, because I always see my mom serving dad when I'm just coming home. The new husband came home to be welcomed, in love with a sweet smile. His name is also out of money, tired, so the wife has to be nice." said me who somehow so explained at length. "I think you're ready to be a wife," Keith said to me shaking my head. "No, I still want to enjoy youth. I'm not ready to be a wife because I'm still making breakfast with my mother," I said, making Keith chuckle.

I always knew he had the ability to dig up information, but I was surprised he had taken the time to do so. I shook my head, preparing to respond, but he cut me off. “Lana, I don’t care about your past. What matters to me is your future. I want us to have a future together as husband and wife.” His words left me speechless. I shook my head firmly. “I’m sorry, but I don’t see a future for us.”

"Then what you're experiencing can't be love. It's not even obsession...if it were true obsession, you wouldn't even consider letting her go. What you have is infatuation. Fantasy. You don't know what she looks like, so there's a possibility that when she reveals her face, you may not even feel anything for her." He sat back. "But you know everything about your wife, don't you? Let's try this. Close your eyes and imagine your future. In the next ten or fifteen years, who do you see yourself with? Who do you see as your partner?" I closed my eyes and tried to imagine it. The future. A home. Children, maybe. Growing old. And in every image, there was only one person beside me. I opened my eyes

Because you wouldn't have done it. I nodded slowly, bitterly. "You're right. I wouldn't have." She didn't protest. "I loved him," I said. "I really, really loved him." "I know." "I would've done anything for him." "I know," she said again, softly this time. I studied her, really studied her. "How do you sleep at night?" She didn't respond right away. I didn't, for a while. But he came back. And that's all I needed."

My future husband: So what do you think? I stared at the message longer than necessary, the words blurring slightly as I tried to decide what I actually thought. Me: I will speak to my husband about it. My future husband: I owe you, thank you. “Who is your future husband?” I nearly screamed when Alexander’s voice cut through the air behind me. “Crap! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?” I clutched my chest and glared at him. “What are you even doing here?”

"Let's arrange for Karl and Karen to wed next Tuesday. We can't keep the child waiting." Dad choked, turning his face away. My brothers all lowered their heads in silence. Only two people in the room were relieved. They embraced and cried on each other's shoulders. Next Tuesday was my birthday and the supposed date of Karl's marriage proposal to me in front of everyone. He would become my husband and be named to take over the family business. He had returned, and the wedding was to be held. But another bride had come back with him. I read gratitude and guilt in Karl's eyes, and my heart finally died.

"Your proposal tomorrow better be good." "It will be. Yours the day after better be better." "It will be. I'm competitive like that." I pulled him closer. "I love you." "I love you too. Future husband." "Future husband. I like that."

“Our future children, after we get married soon enough.” I blushed at that thought. I’m lucky enough to find a man with this mindset. He’s already thinking about our future... Me being his wife and him as my future husband... Our children. I can’t help but to get teary eye after he said those words. Instead of getting worried, he chuckled, knowing that what I am currently having right now is a tears of joy. “Come here...” He pulled me closer towards his body, before giving me a forehead kiss. “I love you so much. I can’t wait to have that future with you.”

My eyes warmed. "Ch-Child! What kind of question is that? Your Daddy and I are just thinking about your future! So come home so the wedding can proceed; I'll talk to the Del Prenas!" My tears finally fell. "My future? Whoa! Maybe for you! Not for me! Besides, Mom, I don't love him. I can't marry him," I quickly ended the call. I burst into tears; I now released all the pent-up frustration. I don't need a lavish life to ensure my future. All I need is love. Love from anyone.

I smile at that. "I finally moved out. You'd be so proud mom." It's nothing fancy but I love it because it's all mine. I worked really hard and it's finally starting to pay off. "I'm hoping my next visit will be to introduce you to my future husband, wherever he is." I chuckle a bit at that. Again, this is not at all to put pressure on myself. I just... I'm not getting any younger. "Dad and Mary are such a good example of what I want in a partner."