Ash And Cynthia Married Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ashley chuckled at those words Ashley let out a short laugh, one would think he was proposing. She dragged him up. While she held one of her hands to cover her mouth to control her laugh " Girlfriend, but we are married. " She asserted, not able to stop her cute laugh. " Yes wifey, It is a fresh start for the both of us, we should get to know each other more," Jason kissed the tip of her nose. Some of the patients outside who watched the whole drama started clapping and screaming,

"Remember this. Stay away from her. She's with me now. One day, she'll be my wife." Asher stared at us in shock, pain etched across his face. He sat up, clutching his aching chest as his voice trembled. "Rhea, when did you two start dating? Are you really going to marry him?" I met Asher's eyes, my tone cold as ice. "After I left you, I started seeing him. And yes, I'll marry him." Asher broke into a harsh cough. His eyes were red and raw, like he hadn't slept in days. He tried to stand but couldn't steady himself. He only stared at me, his gaze heavy with sorrow, looking small and helpless.

Evelyn’s POV The words slipped out before I could stop myself. I couldn’t stand the idea of Asher hating Cyrus over a lie I'd created. It wasn’t fair. Cyrus had done nothing but support and protect me, and he didn’t deserve Asher’s anger. “We were never married!” I blurted, my voice shaking with nerves. “Cyrus and I…we were never really together! It was all fake!” Asher stared at me like I'd just slapped him. The confusion on his face quickly turned into disbelief and anger. His jaw tightened, and he grabbed my shoulders hard, forcing me to look at him.

His action caused Lucia to flustered and her lips twitched a bit, forcing herself to smile as if what he did just now was normal and not embarrassing at all to her. Meanwhile, at a different part of the wedding venue, Ashley and Ashton were talking to a few of her former high school friends. They all were stunned to discover that Ashley had married even before Karl and even more astonished when they found out that her husband was Ashton Grey, a clear big shot in the fashion industry. Some of them requested to take pictures with the couple as if now Ashley and her husband were some kinds of celebrities and Ashton kept reminding her friends to not post them online because it would interfere wi

"I don't know what ready is supposed to feel like. But I know I can't keep living like this. I trust you, Nathan. You've saved my life more than once. That counts for something, doesn't it? That's all I have." Nathan shut his eyes for a second, breathing in slow. The happiness that was blooming at the pit of his stomach was overwhelming, painfully too bright for the sadness that weighed at his heart. When he opened them again and met her eyes, his voice was low and quiet but sure. "Then let's do it," he said. "Let's get married." Ashley's breath hitched in her chest, her shoulders shaking as if a weight she had been waiting to shed for weeks just fell from her. "Thank you," she whispered.

Good thing that there are few cars behind us. "Have you heard yourself, do you want me to be your friend? You know what Ash, if only you hadn't married me and gone with a different man. I'm still a good friend of yours. But no, you married me and then defecate me in my head and left me with another man." "Ash." “Stop! Why, are you afraid of me? I haven't done anything yet, wait first before you get scared." "I'm sorry, I hope you'll forgive me when the day comes."

“What are you going to do about him? Are you really not going to tell him you are his mate?” Ashley’s smile faltered. “I can’t. He has a lover. I refuse to share my mate with someone just because fate says so.” “What if it’s a misunderstanding?” Nora pressed gently. “Are you sure he isn’t actually looking for you?” Ashley scoffed. “He said it himself…he has a fiancée. We only met that night. We didn’t even exchange names. I can’t possibly be this fiancée.” Nora tilted her head. “How could he not recognize you? Was the sex that intense he forgot your face?”

My fingers nervously trace the rim of the glass in front of me. That’s when I hear the chair beside me pull out. “Interesting choice,” a familiar voice says. I look up. Ryan. He leans back casually, watching me with that same sharp smile I remember all too well. “Of all people, you married Asher?” he says, his voice low and just loud enough for me to hear over the music. “Why him?” I look away. “Why does it matter?” “Because you once cried for me like your whole world ended,” he says with a chuckle. “And now you’re sitting in Lancaster gold, wearing a ring that’s probably worth your whole life savings.”

"We'll buy a new one if you don't like it. Your husband always has money for you." She broke out with a smile. "My husband is the best!" Helen was stunned to see the sweet interaction between me and my wife. She burst out, "You're married!" I nodded. I showed her my family's ancestral ring on my wife's finger. "Yup. We met when I was out of the country for an observation trip a few years ago. It felt like we'd known each other for ages. It didn't take long for us to get together." Helen's heart broke. She was almost crying.

“And probably she’s worrying about Ashin because she’s not answering her phone.” I narrowed my eyes at him. “Ashin…she’s my fiancée?” I asked him. The boys nodded. I was stoned to my post. So she is my fiancée. It is confirmed since all of the people around me said so. “But where is she?” I asked. They all shrugged. “Gina went to find her. She could be at work.” Joshua said. “Or she could be drowning herself in liquor at one bar again.” “Again?” I asked.