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"Because it showed me that love is supposed to be work. That choosing someone is supposed to be hard sometimes. That staying is the brave thing." I reach over and I take her hand. "I'm so glad," I tell her. "I'm so glad that the book reached you." The tour continues from city to city. In Boston, a woman tells me that she and her wife are renewing their vows after reading the book. In Philadelphia, a man tells me that he's going back to therapy because he wants to do the work his marriage requires. In DC, a couple comes together and they tell me that reading the book saved their relationship.

Unfortunately, she had kept her face tense, as if she was dissatisfied with the engagement. I was afraid she would refuse it. So I immediately prepared a divorce agreement set three years later. I told her that both families had decided on the marriage. Even if she wasn’t satisfied, she had to accept it for now. After three years, we would separate. That was why I handed it to her in advance. Nevertheless, I played a small trick. I deliberately made the safe damp, blurring the text on the agreement. Three years later, she would still be mine. Elena said she wanted to treat me to dinner. I deliberately chose the same restaurant Clara had mentioned yesterday, planning to pack her favorite dish

Thanks alot Mara. Her words left me feeling mixed up but also curious. I walked to the library and looked through the old shelves in the back. One book caught my eye. Its cover looked old and the title talked straight about intimacy in marriage and ways to please a husband. I took it to my private sitting room and sat down with the book open on my lap.

"...a real man controls his temper. Never talk back to your wife when you’re angry. If you must, walk away and cool your head before you say something you’ll regret." I nodded. "I understand, Mom." "Do you?" she challenged me. "Because anger can destroy everything if you let it. Your father and I had arguments, of course, but he never let his anger rule him. That’s why we lasted as long as we did." She reached out, placing her hand over mine. "Marriage is not about winning or proving a point. It’s about partnership. Tammie will rely on you, but you must also be willing to rely on her. A marriage where only one person carries all the burdens will never last."

I held the microphone, my voice echoing throughout the place. The people around us murmured among themselves, and Celia's face showed a fleeting moment of embarrassment. "Zane, stop it. It’s our wedding today." "You’re realizing that now? I don't want to marry you anymore. You're free. Go marry whoever you want." After saying that, I looked at Shane. "Shane, congratulations, you’ve won. I don't want this woman anymore. I wish you a happy marriage and many children." Of course, I did it on purpose.

"The child in Stephanie's womb is your flesh and blood. You're already divorced from Kayla anyway. Perfect timing. Go register your marriage with Stephanie today and make her the rightful daughter-in-law of the Hudson family." Stephanie was stunned by the sudden rush of joy, as if the news had struck her dizzy. Simon and Lara had rushed over as soon as they heard. They beamed with delight, acting like proud future in-laws. "Stephanie is the jewel of our family, and now she's carrying your family's heir. This wedding must be done at the highest standard. The whole city should be invited, and the wedding fund can't be small. I say a hundred thousand dollars. If it weren't for Stephanie's devot

"Now that is the only thing that put our marriage to asunder. He has the money, he should get a cook." Ema folded his arms as he wondered how much of a problem the contract marriage would turn out to be. Their house would have a chimney, he thought. Arguing morning and night, day in and day out would rent their marital home in flames. The chimney would help with emitting all of the heat. "Since you won't be working, you should try and be a nice little housewife." Ema told her dryly. "A nice little housewife? Seriously?" Lila was waving the fork dangerously now and Ema feared she would pierce her spotless face or even her pretty eyes with it.

"I spent last night compiling as accurate a picture of my net worth as possible. I've included every bank account and dollar amount I know of, down to the penny. All of my assets are in there, down to the clothes on my back." Panic. I felt panic rise within me. I could remember compiling that list. If this were a nightmare, should I remember that? His eyebrows raised in surprise. I felt a small glimmer of satisfaction at his surprise but then I beat it down into my stomach with the rest of my emotions. "I'm surprised," he admitted. "Most people I see bring what they believe to be proof of their spouse's wrong doing. They think it'll make things easier. It doesn't. Nothing makes things easier

But more importantly, how will she live with the Stranger? The thought of his kiss made her stomach tighten. The idea of Mr. King made her heart beat so fast that she thought it would just pop out of her chest. Marriage is a union of two people who want to spend their lives together. It is a beautiful journey, but to Anita, it’s a nightmare. Although both husband and wife are marrying, they expect only the wife to leave her home and move into her husband’s house, wherever that may be. Anita is expected to leave behind her parents and start living with her husband and his family.

I whispered to him, hugging him with all I have and joined our lips, sealing our love with a kiss. And I realised that no matter what, I'll always doubt, he'll always get angry, we'll always fight, and he'll always come back to convince and console me, and I'll always be manipulated that easily by him, and we'll always get back together. Basically, no matter what, I know we'll never leave each other. I don't have to change my Nick. He can get used to me doubting him and I can get used to his convincing. Marriage is not to change the other person, but to live with each other's flaws.