An American Marriage Book Novels & Stories

Sam said, “Their techniques are like two solid shields, overlapping perfectly. This bureau’s most critical line of defense should hold for at least a year or two.” “Hey, Mr. Johnson, let me gossip for a second. I heard these two used to be married?” Sam nodded. “They were. But they divorced. What a pity.” “Divorced couples can always remarry. The happiness rate of remarriage is much higher than marrying someone new.” “They probably won’t remarry,” Sam said, motioning for everyone to look inside. Donald reached out, as if to hook Angela’s hand, but shrank back just before touching her.

Chapter 61: True masterpiece ** Amber’s POV “I think we need to move that trellis a little to the left. No, your other left!” When Levi and I were married for the first time, I am embarrassed to admit, I didn’t actually have much say in the details. My parents hired people to handle most of the minutiae. Wedding planners, florists, tailors and caterers. Also, the groom was supposed to be another man whom I thought I loved.

Daisy uttered. “Okay, thank you,” I said to Daisy whilst taking the envelope from her. I was seated on the couch and opened the envelope in which the letter was there. And paid heed to the envelope that Mr. Billionaire, my dear spouse had sent for me that stated: Do not forget that this is a ‘Marriage of Convenience.’ These are the conditions on which our marriage is fixed. This clause specifies that each spouse who has entered into the fixed marriage is fair and entered not by force or brunt.

I kept looking at the paper with my eyes wide open and I was so close to it as thought I was going to go into it any time soon. I looked at him as though he said something really crazy which he obviously did. "What is this, why do I have to sign something like this"? He looked at me with his usual cold gaze and said. "Don't tell me you can't read". I just looked at him with the expression that said 'What the hell, is this dude for real?' "I can read clearly and that's the more reason why I'm not going to sign this crap. Why would I want to get married to you"?

They'd barely known each other a week, and yet they'd been intimate more times than she could count. Olivia soon began to realize that her feelings for Mike were more than just lust or infatuation, genuinely liked him and enjoyed his company even when they weren't tearing each other's clothes off. Going through with her marriage to Mason began to feel less like an obligation and more like a prison sentence. Mason was so happy to see her that morning, he wanted to kiss her and congratulate her on their big day, but then, all she said to him was, “Call off the marriage.”

Where does his mind go when we’re together? He gives me these tiny pieces of truth, mixed in with a cocktail of deceit, but I can’t seem to fight this desire deep within my soul to keep fighting for this marriage. To keep fighting for James. But then there is Shawn. He’s the complete opposite of James in every way. And yet here I am, on the verge of divorce to my husband, who refuses to compromise enough to make our marriage work, while the man who was the center of every dream I had of the future up until three years ago, tells me that he reciprocates the feelings I written down all those years ago.

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.

“To end the marriage, of course. Since I don’t keep the money, the marriage doesn’t stand, does it?” Devin sensed something different in Rachel that morning. Different from the last time she had acted to end the marriage. This time she looked and sounded defeated. As if she had given up all hope of having her dream coming true. And he decided to answer her truthfully because she reminded him of his late wife Ana. Damn! How he missed her.

In badly written books and In stories people shake their heads at and call unrealistic. And yet, here I am. Marriage was never about romance for me at least not entirely. I understood it in structure, In clauses, In outcomes and I believe in executing a perfect life plan. I had one too, one Meticulously built. I thought I’d found the woman who fit it flawlessly, one who didn’t just check the boxes, but had my heart as well. But now I wake up knowing someone else occupies my space, My life and my legal standing and the thought of that feels invasive in a way I never anticipated.

Angel used to think about marriage with Sean a lot. Yes, when Angel was still healthy she was happy every time Sean talked about their wedding plans, one of which was about their dream wedding venue, the cathedral. Angel thought she still felt the atmosphere, but when Anne asked them to marry, she was not at all happy. As the doctors said, Angel had only one month left, and she didn't want to be selfish to still have that dream. Marriage isn't just about herself, it's about Sean's life as well. Angel could not have the heart to leave Sean alone with a widower status.