Picked Up A Husband For Farming Novels & Stories

And the farm needed more hands than that. I didn't know it at the time, but I guess I kicked the whole thing off that night at dinner. Su had her eighteenth just a few days before and was already starting a new vocation, taking care of our better-off cousins over at the Marsten house. I'd been working full time at the farm since I had dropped out of school at 12. I could read and write and do numbers, Mama made sure of that but other than that I mostly knew how to plant, harvest, and repair about a million things.

Chloe, sensing his relief, hugged him tightly, whispering in his ear, “We’re okay, Leo. We’re stronger than this.” He nodded, pulling her even closer. "Thank you," he murmured. "For being everything I need." Who wouldve imagined a toughman out there was lovey dovey with his wife in their bedroom. Better still shows his vulnerable side to his wife. Hugging her husband, she remembered how they met Three years ago

I teased, "Did you plant some kind of surveillance device on me, Mr. Rivers?" … When I got home, Simon still hadn't returned. The dim, silent living room was so quiet that it was almost frightening. I slipped the ring off my left ring finger and tossed it aside. It hit the floor with a crisp clink, then rolled off somewhere. I didn't bother to see where it went. I headed upstairs and pulled my suitcase out. But when I opened the wardrobe, I suddenly realized I barely had any decent clothes. Ever since I married Simon, I'd become a full-time housewife. Aside from loungewear, I hardly had anything I could actually wear out. Even the engagement ring he'd given me back when he proposed didn't fi

"Why?" "He'll be interested in the money and I won't be interested in him," I said. He was the best possible candidate to be my fake husband. I'd been worrying about finding someone and I'd found him on day one. It was perfect. The longer I pretended to be in a relationship with him, the more heartbreak I could pretend to feel. I stretched, smiling widely and feeling satisfied. Today was going to be a good day. "You're so creepy," Solene commented, but her tone was amused.

Because when I married Zephan, he made sure I stepped back from my working life. “My wife isn’t going to be working, you need to stay home,” his words echoed through me. Zephan smiled, leaning closer to me as he kissed my cheeks, “she decided to take a few years off, we just… we would really like to have that one-parent-at-home dynamic,” he laughed. “I told her no, but you know what they say, a happy wife a happy home.” The rest of the people laughed, other men smiling along to his words as they made jokes about the truth he had said.

Ryan stood beside me and read them off one by one. "All of this..." "Is that the last one?" "There's one more. It says you wanted a divorce because you..." "Because I what?" "Because you'd fallen for someone else." I paused. Then I started to laugh. I had spent every waking moment of my last life trying to be a good wife to Marcus. I'd learned to cook for him. And still he avoided me at every turn. Whenever he had a free hour, he was either out on business or with Selena. He'd cut off my contact with the outside world and then refused to come near me, letting me rot quietly inside that estate. And now the story was that I'd left him for another man.

All they knew was that I spent an entire year treating Lester's leg until he was nearly back to normal. What they didn't know was that Lester was also impotent. I treated him before I finally got pregnant. The memory made me draw in a few deep breaths. Then, I began to check him. Fortunately, his condition was the same as Lester's. It wouldn't be hard to treat. "How did you even know I had this problem?" A hint of doubt flickered in his eyes as he grabbed my hand. I smiled and made up a lie. "I was about to marry you. Of course, I had to look into my future husband's background."

Now that we are married, he is all those things—gentle, perfect, and fiercely possessive—handing me almost everything I desire. I truly believe I've landed the kind of love every woman in our world dreams about. That illusion lasts until the day Matteo gets taken out in an assassination. After that, Lorenzo steps up as the Sabellas' new Don. It isn't long before he says he has family business to handle and disappears overseas for three years. Even on the day I deliver our daughter, Luna Gallo, he can't come home because of some emergency. Then I hear a recording that's blowing up on the family's internal network.

After all our rigorous activity yesterday, we needed some fresh air. This Farm has been part of the my property for years and I thought it would be perfect for what I had planned. As we got nearer, I wished I were in the Discovery. The car I had chosen today unfortunately wasn’t good with fields, but we parked on the road. When we pulled up, the gate was already open, and inside I saw Arturo, one of my workers and his Land Rover Defender. He gave me a respectful bow. I flashed an enthusiastic grin at Alora. “We’re going to shoot clays.”

I look across the paddock and up at the old house, and I wonder if Gloria is up in Heaven watching us. I bet she’s smiling. She told me I would find my Mr. Darcy and I did. I’m marrying him and he’s here on the very same farm, maybe at the very same place, where she sat with her Mr. Darcy. I look back over to watch my two boys laugh freely, and I become emotional, tearing up. For the first time in so long I feel as if everything has clicked into place. My son, my job, my future husband, and this house… I feel like it was all meant to be, and maybe it’s the red wine talking, but at this moment I could happily live here on this farm without one cent to my name.