Novel & Cerita My Hubby Is My Life

His love filled my world completely, and never once did I feel inadequate. Through his eyes, I felt safe. So, when his mother sneered at me on our wedding day, I never cared. His sister, Braine, couldn’t stop taunting me as a poor blind beggar, but I smiled through it all because I had all the love I ever needed. I had Kenny. Kenny assured me that no one else mattered, that he would love me, protect me, and fill my life with warmth and brightness. The only thing I could give him was my love, and at that, I surrendered wholly to the man who made everything possible.

I ask, already salivating as the scent of garlic butter and spice hits my nose. “Drognov,” he says smoothly. “With a name like that, you’ll be happy and secure for the rest of your life.” He cracks a crab leg clean in half, juices glistening on his fingers. “Also, I’m Catholic. That means no divorce. Once you’re my wife, you’re mine until you die.” He tears off another shell, expression calm. “It’s forever, little bunny.” That should terrify me. Forever should send warning bells through my skull. But instead… my heart skips. My cheeks flush. I must be coming down with something.

Even some of our most recent amazing days, like the one where I got the call from my agent that my cookbook was going to be published, or even the other night where Cal and I sat on the terrace of our room at the villa and planned out the next few years that are hopefully filled with lots of love, cooking, and babies. We’ve shared many incredible days together. But as we kiss in front of all those we love most as husband and wife for the first time, I count this moment right here as the best moment of my life. Callahan Hastings is my husband. He pulls away, that cocky grin that made me fall for him on his lips. I can’t wait to keep falling more in love with him every day for the rest of my l

In a few years I went from nerd to badass, got kidnapped, fell in love with the mafia king , married him and had his children how crazy is my life? "What are you thinking about"Adrian asks as he comes closer to me on the hospital bed. "How lucky I am to have all you guys"I smile "No I'm the lucky one you came into my life and have made me the happiest man alive you made me a father"Adrian smiles a true genuine smile looking down at me "You also brought a lot of chaos and trouble in my life"He adds making me laugh "They do call me trouble"I grin as I kiss him This is my life now and I'm so happy. I have a family . .

As we cuddle, I'm wrapped in his arms while Macy is on the floor; sitting and watching some random cartoons. Manu lean closer to me and whisper to my ears, "You know, I really don't know what my life is now if you're not mine. And still now believe it or not I can't get enough to say that thank you god for having me such an almost perfect family." He said while looking me straight to my eyes. "Why.. are you always sending shivers to my spine? You're always making me blush Hubby!" Hubby and Wifey is our new call sign.

I kept my voice low. "No matter what you say, I'm the one he's legally married to. You'll always be the other woman, and your son will grow up without a father." She opened her mouth to fire back, but her phone rang. She turned the screen toward me. The caller ID read, "Hubby." Then she tapped it on speaker mode. Miles's voice came through, easy and familiar. "Hey, honey, are you home yet? Hector says he's hungry." Phoebe glanced at me, slow and deliberate, then spoke into the phone.

but it's nice to feel that someone loves you and then the person you love loves you back. I stopped thinking, I looked at her while she was still busy cooking, I just smiled. "I'm so happy to have a Ken Fernandez in my life. My gay husband is not gay anymore because he's a man... maybe pfft..." "Hey Trix I heard you! maybe you want to taste rounds 1-10 there!" Heheh you can really hear what I said, I'm so close to you duh. "Ah, you're terrible hubby, I can't do that, it should only be 1-20 rounds heheh..." I bit my fingernails when he put what he cooked on the table and looked at me.

All I want is to get to our hotel room and just die on the big bed. But for now, I'll just keep pinching myself to remind myself that this is real life. That Damien Hunt is my real husband. And that I'm his real wife. And that we are married for real. I thought this would be scary but the thought of calling him 'my husband' for eternity makes me burst with bliss. I don't care how old we get, Damien will always be my dream man. And living with him for the rest of my life is a dream! ****

They are still your children. "What are you thinking about Hayat", my husband asks me. "I am thinking about how lucky I am to have found such a great husband and a wonderful father to our children. So thank you Habiby", I tell him making him smile. "I should thank you, My Hayat. You came into my life when I needed someone like you. Someone who didn't give up on me, us being a family. Thank you, My Hayat", he replies kissing me on my forehead.

“Oh my God! That’s huge! Congratulations, Anna Marie!” The crowd erupted into cheers and applause. “Thank you,” Anna said, her smile genuine now. “Back to my question,” Maya pressed gently. “How has your fiancé handled all this?” Anna’s expression softened. “He’s been my peace through the noise. He believes in me even when I doubt myself. That’s love to me—not perfection, but partnership.” A collective aww swept through the audience. Even Maya looked touched. “And what’s next for Marie’s Glow?” Maya asked.