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MARRY AN IMAGINARY HUSBAND (ENGLISH VERSION)

"Queen Ametsa, will you marry me?" A man stood firmly in front of her dressed like a prince. Ametsa covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes filled with tears, because she couldn't believe what she was seeing right now. "Y-you're back?!" The man in front of her smiled, then walked closer to her with a ring in his hand. "I've been waiting for all this for so long, I thought you'd never come back. Or maybe we weren't meant to be together because you and I are in different worlds." Ametsa saw the man in front of her in real and like a complete human being. The girl really did not expect everything that was happening at this time. "It doesn't matter to me, you will still be my last love. Ametsa, will you be queen for me?" *** Dreaming of meeting a man whose face he never knew made Ametsa feel curious. Being treated special makes the girl sometimes feel crazy, because of the feelings she has. Dating is the solution for her to find out who the real man who always comes into her dreams is. Ametsa's main goal is to hold the hand of every man who goes on a date with her. Until her meeting with a tenth man makes Ametsa find it hard to believe, that it turns out that the person who always treats her like a queen is right in front of her. Since then Ametsa never contacted him again and tried to avoid the man's figure. However, one day fate brought her together in a very different way. That's where their story begins with a man fighting for Ametsa, a young girl who doesn't believe in a different world.

giantystory · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
161 Chs

SHORT MEMORIES ARE SO SWEET

Man Y smiled hearing what the person in front of him had just said, making him who knew about it immediately sighed.

"Why do you say that?" he asked Ametsa.

"Of course because I don't understand what all this means, Mysterious Man." Ametsa sighed wearily as she looked at the man in front of her before finally saying again, "Why am I here if all this time I have never known who you are and what your face looks like."

"Do you want to know who I am?" asked Man Y with raised eyebrows. Then his hands folded across his chest as he said, "How much do you want to know me?"

"No matter how much I want to know you, but ... don't you know what it's like to be me, huh?"

Even the man Y, who was originally smiling, is now looking seriously at the person in front of him because he feels that Ametsa is a little different.

"Ametsa, I didn't mean to make you like this."

"Show your face right now."