Picked Up A Husband For Farming Novels & Stories

“Sir, it’s a pleasure to meet you, along with your family. I can say I was lucky today and your wife and I crossed paths earlier at the coffee shop.” Jade raised her eyebrows at what she heard. In that case, her stepmother and the young man had already met. “You are lucky to have a wife like her. She told me about your condition earlier, so she is looking for an investor in your farm,” Tristan continued. Liza smiled proudly and was happy with what their guest said. She was thankful and was not disappointed with her answer that happened earlier. “Yes, I was lucky and she became my wife. I left everything to her, even the management of the farm, while I was still recovering my strength.” Luke

She is obviously not a company, but I do wish to acquire her. “They do,” she says with a nod. “Daddy has been a farmer his whole life. Mama’s parents owned a bakery in town, but she’s taken to being a farmer’s wife.” I see that look in her eyes again. She wishes she had taken to being Jeff’s wife as readily as her mother has taken to her father’s way of living. I want to remind her that it is not that simple, but I keep my mouth closed on the subject. “They’re so happy together.”

Alice’s POV How about I give you a baby?” I turned my head to look at my husband beside me and tried to cl“imb onto his chest with my hands to caress it. “Alice, how many times have I told you,” he drawled while getting out of the bed, his voice clipped and irritated. “It was my grandfather’s wish that I marry you. Don’t try to tie me down with a child” I sat up, clutching the sheets, trying not to let the sting show on my face. “I didn’t mean it like that,” I murmured, biting my lip to keep the tremor in my voice from escaping. “I wasn’t trying to trap you.”

Good… good evening, Father… Mother…" My eyes scanned the crowd occupying our front yard. "Is that really you or–" "That's your daughter, Henry. And my wife." "Sorry, what?" Father that I know so well was as cold as ice. "Who did you say you were again?" Clearing my throat awkwardly, I buried my chin into my chest. "I brought my husband, Father. He helped me get the berries, so I married him in the woods."

In this happy village lives a family of equal greatness who were away on their farm planting and harvesting crops while chattering loudly one to another as they went round and round the big farmland. ******* Andreios stood to admire his progress and also look around to see his family, a smile filled his lips as he saw his kids helping their mother pick cabbages while dropping them carefully into the dirty basket. They were his life. His everything. Andreios had made the first yet biggest kill of his life six years ago and as tradition demands, he had sold the big animal he caught and thus owning his own house and inheriting a big farm from his father, and then he was ripe for marriage. His m

“My family are farmers, they have a large farm 2mins from the port, they grow crops, like wheat, Oats, Barley. Its all gets processed into the food we eat. My Dad and Mum are Kevin and Marie. I also have a sister, Haley and two brothers, Neil and Troy. They help Mum and Dad on the farm, I’m the oldest. I always loved being on the farm but I knew the farm wasn’t big enough for all of us and being the oldest it was easier to go make my own way. When I was flagged through my education results with the potential to join the military as an officer instead of just a foot solider, it seamed a good way to go and a good wage too. I loved the hard work on the farm, I had driven every machine I could g

I thought he would look at me and realize how cruel he had been. But he did not. Instead, he turned toward Liliana. “Come inside,” he said quietly. Liliana glanced at me once before she nodded. Damian wrapped an arm around her shoulders and led her toward the cabin. Neither of them looked back. I stood there alone, humiliated and abandoned by my husband. The lake breeze brushed against my skin, but I barely felt it. My husband had chosen another woman, not only that. He had finally said what everyone else had been whispering from the beginning.

The engagement between Anna and me had been arranged before either of us was even born. Back then, the Gabehart and the Digby families had agreed that if the children were the same gender, they would become sworn siblings. If they were opposite genders, they would be betrothed. My mother passed away in childbirth. My father was always busy with work and couldn't give me the care I needed. The Gabehart family was in turmoil at the time, with enemies both inside and outside the company, so he didn't dare hire a nanny.

“What are you doing with your father’s inheritance?” “Didn’t you leave already?” I fought to remain calm as I put the envelope back into the safe. He walked over to me and sat on the edge of the bed, holding my face with both hands and eyes full of concern. “Something feels off with you today. Are you unwell?” His brown eyes were utterly devoted. If I had not seen his marriage records myself, I would have believed that he was still the man who held the umbrella for me on those rainy nights. “I don’t want to take in those two kids. Let’s raise our own baby instead, can we?”

I worked three part-time jobs just to get him into a good one. As for Evangeline, after she gave birth, she checked herself into a luxury postpartum retreat that cost over 4,000 dollars a night and stayed there for about a month. I hadn't dared to ask her, thinking that she'd hooked up with some rich businessman and didn't dare to tell me. As it turned out, the person she'd hooked up with wasn't anyone else. No, it was my very husband who had pretended to be a broke, good-for-nothing nobody in front of me.