Betrothed Marriage Novels & Stories

"Becky, I don't know what you're trying to say here. Jake and I are married, and I love him as my husband. That's all." Becky gave me a sad smile. "I know that, Clara. But I also know that Jake and I were supposed to get married. We were betrothed since we were children. And now he's married to you, and I can't help but feel like I've lost him forever." I sighed and leaned back in my chair. "Becky, I'm sorry. I never meant to come between you and Jake. I didn't even know about your betrothal until after we got married."

I can't wait to raise our children together I know it wasn't always easy but thank you for sticking around, on this day I take you Brooke Jasmin Taylor to become my wife again to have and to hold and cherish as long as we both shall live," he finished as he places the ring on my finger. I wipe my tears and clear my throat. "What can I say that I haven’t already said? What can I provide you that I haven’t already given? My body, my mind, my soul, and my heart. They’re all yours. Everything that I have and everything that I belong to you long before today. And I promise that it shall all be yours forever. I will be yours forever. I will follow you anywhere you go and anywhere lead me to. Hand

Now is no time for drama. “We? Who the hell is 'we' ?” Betty gestures dismissively, a look of confusion on her face. “I only volunteered to help Maria as a friend. I don't care what you do to her, and for heaven's sake, there's no 'we'!” “Her brothers visited earlier today requesting an alliance. Sarah and I are getting married, Betty. Don't you even feel anything for your friend?The wedding has to happen tomorrow, or they'll take her...”

A betrothed. She had a betrothed. Mother had told her a few days before that, at birth, she had been betrothed to the son of the Viscount of Sorway – the next Viscount. Although Gwen had been confused, she had accepted her family's decision and when Beth had acquired a portrait of him – how it was she was able to, Gwen had no knowledge – she had fully accepted her fate. Her quite good-looking fate.

"How did Valentina and I end up getting betrothed to each other? Were you friends with my father?" The last time I checked, betrothal is common with the royals and the rural areas not in this century when a guy can easily get a girl and ask her to marry him. Also, this is something two parents do to cement their relationship and make their relationship stronger if their children get married to each other. In this case, Mr. Adams and my father aren't close and there is something fishy about it. "How do you want me to answer all these questions? Aren't they too much for an old man like me?" He seems to find me amusing but I am not going to let him evade my question.

With a sigh, I look to my friends also standing by the altar, who are clearly oblivious to what just played out as they're grinning so much, I wonder if it hurts. The gown's exquisite train trails behind me, creating a mesmerizing effect before I get to the altar. Dad places my right hand on Ivan's then leaves to join the huge congregation who I'm now just noticing. I don't know up to quarter of the people here but it doesn't take much to know that ninety percent of them belong to the mafia. I turn to face the priest as the ceremony commences. In no time, we're saying our wedding vows while exchanging rings.

Andy replied calmly, “Your opinion doesn’t matter. We’ve already made up our minds. She and I are getting married.” Eden narrowed his eyes, then sneered. “Is it love, or are you trying to fool everyone? I don’t believe you’re crippled—you’re far too calm about it, especially with an uncle like Regan.” He turned away from Andy and faced Alexander. “You should consider your daughter’s well-being and future. No one will blame you for making the right decision to prevent her from ending up with a cripple who has nothing to offer but wealth.” Beatrice sighed ruefully. “Even if my husband wanted to, he can’t. We accepted betrothal gifts years ago and signed a contract with his family. It’s impossi

I reached for my phone, unlocked it, and saw the address Hunter had sent. "Come here if you want your diamond necklace back." I forced myself to complete the discharge procedures and took a taxi to the said address. I arrived at a park by the sea. From a distance, I saw what seemed to be a couple getting married. Shortly after, I spotted Hunter's friends among the wedding guests. They had the look of shock and panic at being found out on their faces upon seeing my presence. Meanwhile, Sarah was locking her arm in Hunter's and receiving blessings from the guests.

"It wasn't necessary, Val. I mean, what could you have done? Ray doesn't love you, Val. I've told you this a number of times , your right person will come " "Noo! No, there's no fuckin right person, Dad. I choose who's right for me" . She blatantly yelled. "You know what, we're gonna talk when I'm back from work. Bye". She hung up angrily. Valerie fumed within herself. She just had to stop crying. She tapped on her forehead with long nails. Something must be done. Speaking of betrothal, not everyone loves whoever they're betrothed to. It becomes more like a forced marriage to any of the partners or even both of them.