Quotes About My Future Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

"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."

“Future, you are the only woman who has and continues to endure my shit. I know I'm not the perfect gentleman as I keep making you cry, but you put a smile on your face like everything is alright. You hold it in even if it kills you slowly. I put you through hell in high school, but you forgave me. I love you more than life itself and without you; I have nothing to live for. You are giving me a baby, and I can't even tell you how happy I am. Future Elizabeth Reed, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” I always imagined how my future husband would be when I was young. How he would propose, and we would have a big wedding. He will treat me like a princess, and we would live happily ev

And if you’re stuck at rock bottom, you’ll always see things a different way. “I just can’t wait to get out of high school and be parent free. I’m pretty sure I’m going to spend a lot more time with my future husband.” Jayler spat out smiling at me. I instantly blushed when I heard him say the words future husband. He’s already claiming it and I love that he’s pretty sure of me. No one has made me feel that type of way ever. Even with my past relationships, while we are talking about the future, I never felt like they were sincere with their words. “What did you just say?” I asked looking straight at him. My heart was tickled with that and I just want to hear it one more time.

Yes, we're both young, she's not even eighteen yet, but I feel it's the right thing. It feels like the rightest thing I'll ever do. "Why are you smiling like that? Did I do something?" she asks and I shake my head. "No, it's nothing. I just love you very much, you know." I reply, and a sense of amazement washes over me like it always does because there was a time when I thought I'd never have the privilege to say those words. It really is amazing how much the time changes things I think to myself as I stare at my future wife.

“If you hadn’t knocked Quinn up that’s all she’d be to you.” It’d be easy to get mad at him and say Quinn’s always been so much more to me, that we’d find our way together somehow. But maybe we wouldn’t. I lived for years with a hole in my heart years ago? Would we be married with children already? Dwelling on what-ifs does no good. But thinking about the future does. And I’m not going to stand back anymore. I’m proposing to Quinn on our trip. *

After he’s finally calmed down, he said with a sorry face, “Ugh, I hope you don’t remember too much about the stupid things she said, right?” “How could I forget about it??” Gray raised his eyebrows in disbelief and continued, “Back then she definitely said that if you’re hanging out too much with me, your future wife would get snatched by me! Now that I think about it, it means she’s praising my handsome look, right?”

My groom, my husband. I shall be a good wife to him and a great mother to the children I will bear him. I hope our family will be as this family, and as fortunate with a happy life as mother and father, and children that would bring joy as much as I, Beth and Eric have brought Mother and Father. A loving family, one that I shall create. Am I already living in the future we shall build together?! I suppose I am. It is how happy the very thought makes me. I should go now. My groom awaits! My future awaits!!'

"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

"So you had your future planned out and now that you met her and fell in love with her, you won't change it for her? You want to jeopardize your relationship for the sake of your future? You want to ruin your happiness for the sake of your future?" "I.... I'm not ruining my happiness, my future is my happiness" I said to him sternly. "Let me ask you one question" He started. "Yeah go on" I eyed him and took another shot. "Do you see a future with Liv?" I almost spat the drink in my mouth. "What do you mean by that?" I asked. "What I mean is....do you see Liv in your future, do you see yourself being with her in the future as your wife?" He was being too serious with this issue.

I rubbed my forehead as heat rushed through my body, but my gaze drifted back to him anyway. The way he spoke, the way he moved his hands while explaining something. I groaned internally. His future wife was going to have a difficult life. If I were married to someone that handsome, I'd spend every day reminding the world he was taken. The thought appeared so suddenly that I nearly choked. My future what? I slapped a hand over my face. Oh, this was embarrassing, I was officially losing my mind. I turned toward the window, craving cool air against my cheek, maybe it would cool down whatever nonsense my brain was producing.