Novel & Cerita Marry My Husband Manhwa Read

That will be more embarrassing to my part! “What happened to your face, Andri? You looked more stressed than earlier,” Mom asked me. I glared at her. “This is all because of that idea that I’m going to marry that kind of man!” I shouted. I can’t control my feelings anymore. I just can’t believe that I’m going to marry that man. He will going to be my husband? For real? I don’t want to be registered as his wife, damn it.

"Don't waste your breath, son. My decision is final and I am very sure this will work well. So you two should decide who moves in with the other." "What about my roommates? They just can't leave..." "Nicholas has a whole room to himself so you should be the one doing the moving tonight...unfailingly." The Principal pushed on. Nicholas leaned over, putting his arm on Saint's shoulder and saying out loud dramatically, "Like the holy book says, the man shall move in with the woman and they shall become one." Saint's face reddened in anger. He removed Nicholas' arm with utmost disgust, "Get your filthy hand off me."

I was admitted to Tenebris University, and after graduation I joined your father's company and met you again. "In the end, we even fell in love and got married. You and I managed the company side by side and even had a child together. Those memories feel so vivid that they blur the line between dream and reality for me. How could the beautiful future I dreamed of turn out to be the complete opposite of reality?" Queenie started to break down, her shoulders trembling. She buried her face in her hands and wailed. "Why did this happen? Why did things end up this way?"

It had completely faded when Davy was in the picture, but now I could see life pulsing from there. I turned to my husband, his face bright like a diamond in the dark, and my lips pulled apart, smiling. There was no way I was forgetting this memory ever. “I love you, Anna Walton.” He said with so much sincerity that my heart squeezed. “I love you, Hale Davy Walton.” Resting my head on his shoulder, I closed my eyes, inhaling his scent whilst praying to whoever was up there watching us that he would make this marriage last.

Victor still hadn’t noticed me standing there, trembling like a fool outside the door. He whispered her name like a vow. She cupped his cheek like she’d waited her whole life for this moment. My husband and my sister tangled together in my family’s home. On her very bed. The moan that escaped Naomi was soft and sinful, the kind of sound I used to dream of pulling from him. But that fantasy was never mine, was it? He was never mine. I stepped back, heart slamming against my ribs, and the wooden floor creaked beneath my heel.

Jeffrey retorted, "No way. Why Matthew? You haven't even met him before. How could you possibly have feelings for him? Are you just using him to provoke me and make me apologize to you?" "You're too full of yourself. Who I like has nothing to do with you." I fired back. "Enough, Hannah. Marriage is serious. You can still tell Grandpa if you've had a change of heart," he urged. Surprised, I responded, "Why do you think I’m not serious? I genuinely want to marry Matthew. And even if not him, it won't be you." Jeffrey stared at me in disbelief. "No way. Hannah, I challenge you to say that again."

Two of my warriors—Blaze and Rowan—step out of the trees behind me. They freeze. They look at me. Then at her. Then back at me. Blaze mouths silently, Did our Alpha just propose to a human? Rowan whispers, “Is he sick? Cursed? Should we call the healer?” I want the ground to swallow me. My mate stares at me like I’m completely insane. Then she says the words that shatter my pride in the dumbest way possible: “No. I don’t marry kidnappers or shirtless men!” She turns to run.

“Maybe he like…shit. I don’t know. I’m confused.” “It’s fine. This is a mafia marriage like I always knew I would end up in. I never told you that the reason I stopped reading the smutty manga you tried to get me to read wasn’t because of the smut. It’s because I was sure I would never get this—a marriage where I would want my husband and most importantly where he really wanted me. For years, I never allowed myself to become wishful or long for what I couldn’t have. I’m lucky that I do want Milos, it makes things easier. I think we could have a good marriage. He promised he wouldn’t cheat if…” I blush. “He promised. I’ll try, I think what’s important is he will too.”

Ahn Hana never does anything without any reasons. Ong Han Bin was never right for Ahn Hana. It’s not like she hasn’t expected Jung Kwang Soo and Ahn Hana to become lovers. However, nothing happened for years and they are now married. The marriage also didn’t take place as it should have. Maybe Ahn Hana can find happiness with Jung Kwang Soo, but things aren’t that simple between a man and a woman. It’s not all about desire or compatibility. “Jung Kwang Soo is my husband now,” Ahn Hana falters when she meets Do Sejin’s keen eyes.

He put a chair under a fan for his wife while he wipes her sweats on her forehead while he kneel next to her . " It's fine husband. People are looking at us. " Su An whispers to him . She can see people focus on them . " It's fine honey. Sit here .. Don't move . I will be right back . I need to register your name first ." He gently rub her head as he stands. " Herm... my husband is so handsome and manly ." Su Shan whispers to herself . Fortunately she choose to accept him and fortunately she falls in love with her husband that time . " Hello ... I am Mejar Gu Mu Han . I came to register my wife for pregnancy check ." He sternly said to the nurse at the counter that looks at his face with the