Boboiboy Menikah Novels & Stories

“What do you mean?" “Your so-called boyfriend is preparing his marriage as we speak. Oh! You haven't heard the things he said during the meeting yesterday? Ahh, I'm sorry. I'll let you listen to it." Bobby added. He hurriedly brought his phone out of his pocket and searched for the recording from Ezekiel. He already felt pity for the beautiful woman before him. Just what would she do if she heard this? He couldn't wait to suck in every reaction from her after she listens to what her beloved said.

I couldn’t help it I laughed inwardly. Lily the projector.So this is how you plan to take Damian. Interesting. “Well… he’s just my boyfriend not my husband. It’s fine. Whatever he wants to do,” I replied innocently, lowering my gaze slightly as if I was hurt. Isabel immediately reacted. “Should I hit some sense into him for you?” she suddenly asked, standing up angrily. I laughed softly. “Oh no.” “Oh, you’re laughing that’s good,” she said, sitting back down. “I already told you to find someone else. That boyfriend of yours doesn’t deserve you.”

"Apologize! Apologize to Henry for everything you did!" Beside her, Hendrick had already propped up his phone, filming my pitiful state with a gleeful smirk. I clamped one hand over the wound, spat out a mouthful of bloody froth, and raised my head to stare straight at Winona. I enunciated each word loud and clear. "Do you remember what my father said when we got married, Winona?" She blinked, momentarily thrown. She had clearly forgotten. Of course. To the Winona standing before me, nothing mattered except Hendrick. Everything else, including me, was irrelevant.

As if she's seen him. "It's gossip, right? So it's probably not true," I said, shaking my head. "What do you mean not true? He's upstairs now. The others have seen him, so it's not gossip anymore. It's a fact." "Fine, I'll believe you," I said while logging in to my PC. "But I think he's married. Even if he's handsome, I'm sure he has someone." I said the last sentence in a whisper. "What are you talking about? I heard he's only 29 and..." she raised her index finger and moved it. "Single! No wife, no boyfriend, no one. Where else can you find that?"

Mom chipped in and l rolled my eyes and settled down "We've made a decision; your wedding will be in two weeks " "Wait, what??? " We both chorused, abacked

Bobby, the man named Bobby, smiled broadly. "No problem, Ran. I'm even proud to have the trust of Mr. RRandy Walters to handle his important documents." After talking, Bobby turned to Ghea, who was also standing next to Randy. He threw a smile and, with a friendly gesture, offered his hand for a handshake. "So, is this Randy's future wife? I'm Bobby Anggara. A friend and also a Notary here." "I'm Ghea Mariana. Nice to meet and get to know you, Mr. Bobby," Ghea greeted politely.

“Baby? Listen I’m not supposed to be married! I have a boyfriend!” “Then you should’ve stayed at home,” he calmly said. Rossie smacks her lips in frustration, giving him the infamous rolled eyes while shaking her head lightly. They sure don’t quite get along. “What in the ‘it was an accident' don’t you understand?” she fires. “Why haven’t you filed one? You could’ve gone today.” “You’re making this difficult,” she mutters. “How long did you know we were married?” “Two weeks ago,” he replies.

Fern had already taken my gift and he had already put ours there. "There are lots of booths now! There's a chain booth and a marriage booth! Come on, let's get married Prem." Boun cheered on his boyfriend. Prem lazily shook his head. "I don't want to, I'm too lazy to go out. Let's just play here. We'll just sweat there." "You’re so KJ, love. Don't you love me anymore? You don't want to marry me anymore?" Boun muttered that I just laughed. "My love for you can't be measured by that marriage booth. Stop that, I'll kick your butt.” Prem threatened so Boun hugged him.

I then returned from studying abroad, only for Mom and Dad to arrange blind dates and plan my career for me. I lied about having work to do just to avoid another blind date. I never expected to bump into Queenie, who was interviewing for a position at Dad's company. I noticed that she was caught in a heated argument with a manager, so I stepped in and settled the matter for her. After that day, Queenie often asked me out for dinner or to see a play, and we spent a lot of time talking about our high school days. I eventually agreed to become his boyfriend due to her earnest pursuit.

It took at least a month for it to die down and today I was back on the covers again. In bold script say the headline. LOVE SPARKS AGAIN. TECH BILLIONAIRE ROB SET TO WED THE INDUSTRIES MOST LOVED SWEETHEART AND MODEL, ISABELLE JUAN JOSE. An image followed underneath, showing off the glint of a ring I barely remembered choosing. There was no point fussing about how it had gotten on here. Isabelle couldn’t care less what she posted or not and how private it should have been.