Future Husband Novels & Stories

Me: He used to like me every day My husband: not so cool My husband: When I return to Jakarta, I want to meet your supervisor Me: but he scolded me because his friend told me to Me: the original is good Me: now his appearance really changed My husband: you mean? My husband: turned into a handsome man? Me: yes, but you are more handsome My husband: is he married? Me: I don’t know ,, I forgot to ask earlier My husband: if we meet again later ask yes Me: I don't think so, I don't see her wearing a wedding ring on her finger My husband: tomorrow you will go to campus, ask to change the new supervisor with Mr. Galih

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

There were house helps of course, running around the huge house to make sure everything is perfect whenever Gabriel was throwing another one of his top many parties. Even though it hurt to see her husband interacting with people she hadn’t met before and being completely neglected, she was still happy that things were going well for him. The aspect of not being touched for three years was killing her, it’s been killing her and she doesn’t want to come off as desperate to his husband. They both shared vows in the altar, kissed as a way to seal their marriage. They said their vows, said they’d be together for richer and for poorer, for better for worse but it’s all nonsense, at least that’s wh

That her husband used to be lovers with his best friends for years. Hayden had spoken about it like it was old news but their body language and the emotions in their voice said something else… especially Beck’s. there was unfinished and unresolved business right there and she was beginning to wonder if the lack of sex and her husband’s emotional withdrawal was the only problem in her marriage. Jared and Beck.

"Quick, let's split up. We have to find him before dark." "F*ck, the High Lady's wedding is just tomorrow. I can't believe we lost Derrick just the night before." "Shh, keep it down! Derrick's going to be the High Lady's husband after tomorrow." "Hoho. Useless bastard of a husband, if you ask me. God knows why the Grand Master wedded him to the High Lady. Probably to bring in good fortune in contrast to the High Lady being sick. Ugh, just thinking of his wretched face makes me sick. How could Derrick Darby be good enough for the High Lady?"

Axel teased with a lecherous smile. Aura blushed, not expecting Axel to tease her like that. Her future husband was really outrageous! Aura was taken aback when she realized her own words. Future husband? Was Axel really her future husband? Why did it feel so unreal? Aura was still preoccupied with her own thoughts about the phrase ‘future husband’ when Axel's voice once again penetrated her ears.

I whispered and let myself get lost in the happiness, looking forward to my future with my husband, son, Rob, Rar and Dorian, and catch up with my long lost family. The End.

She was lying beside him and facing him—allowing Mikael to rub her bare back in the middle of their dark room. "Michael?" Claire looked at him disapprovingly. Mikael took a deep breath, "You said you don't want anyone else to pay for your fertility medication, so you plan to get work, right?" "Yes," Claire replied quickly. “First of all, I'm not anyone else. I'm your husband,” Mikael confirmed—stating their status with confidence, “and secondly, you want to have children and start a family.” Mikael stared at Claire for a moment before speaking again, “that will be my family, too, right? So, I don't count."

He paused and smiled. "I don't know what the future has in store for us, but can you be the future I so much desire? Let me be your husband for real, and not your revenge tool anymore... Let's sleep and wake up in each other's arms," My heart beat rapidly against my chest. I was so shocked as I wasn't the sudden confession from him.

Camilla gave a startled look as she looked between us and her jaw clenched. “What?” “I said leave.” His raw commanding tone had her rooted to her place, she looked lost and irritated. Her fists clenched and she gave me a poisonous glance and moved to Claus. “W-we were “ “There’s no we, Camilla. There never was. You married Hayden, I married Hazel. Past is past. And she is my present.” I looked up at him with open mouth and something strange bubbled in my stomach–so foreign and so good. His eyes were not on me, but his attention was on me.