Broken Ring This Marriage Will Fail Novels & Stories

She said earnestly as she caressed my cheek. I leaned against his massive chest. "Promise not to leave me again, Wright." "Promise me that after this, you'll marry me." I stumbled upon what he said. "What? No ring?" He laughed softly. "Oh, I'm sorry. You're going to marry a poor, poor man, my lady. I do fishing and farming for a living. I don't have money to buy a diamond ring-" "You're enough for me." I cut what he said. My forehead furrowed as he laughed out loud. "Your response is so corny!"

"Damn it, okay! It's my fault! I know I messed up but that's just part of married life. Even if we love each other, we're bound to have problems. And as a couple, we'll fix it together. You're not married so wouldn't know so stay out of this!" I froze in place, stoned by the absurdity he just uttered. "I'm sorry, what did you just say? Am I hearing it right? Problems? Oh yeah indeed, this is a problem but bound to have? Married life, you say? Fixing? If its a normal married couple problem then why the fuck isn't she wearing her ring?" That ring was precious to her. Not once did it leave her finger, even while she did the chores. Not even when she undertook that surgery months ago. Instead, s

"Whhyy?" " Marriage isn't a ring worn or the paper signed. It is not something endured but savored. It is the union of two hearts beating as one, each that would sacrifice for the other's happiness and wellbeing. Marriage is meant to be perfect and not a compromise. I can't marry you King Eric because you've found someone already and I wouldn't want to be the wedge between you two."

he cracked, his chords shamelessly revealing all of his vulnerabilities. “Why?” “Because I don’t want it to remind you of the kind of shitty marriage we had.” “Then why did you keep it?” He breathed shakily and cupped his palm around my cheek. “To remind myself…of the kind of life we could have had when I should have loved you.” Tears moistened my eyes. If only he knew that he wasn’t the only one who had dreamed about that kind of life. I took the ring, startling him. Whatever he thought that I was going to do with it, I did the opposite by returning it to the drawer. I’m never going to wear it again because to me, that ring symbolizes our broken marriage.

And now, because of one drunken night and one terrible mistake, she had walked away. I picked up the ring again. It felt so small and heavy in my hand. This ring was supposed to mean forever. Now it was only a reminder that I had destroyed our future. I thought about how Bella must have felt when she saw Ciara on top of me. The pain she must have carried when she pulled off this ring and left it here. Tears kept falling. I could not stop them. I had hurt the only person who ever believed in me. I had broken the woman I wanted to marry. The thought of her crying alone somewhere made my chest ache even more.

I never experienced being special to anyone before, and getting snatched the moment he would find out about this ring in our hand terrorized me. After breaking every limitation between us, separation will tear my soul apart. If he hates feeling my mate bond, I will wear this ring forever or ask Orson to find a permanent solution to it. I can be selfish for him. Don’t think about it. He won’t leave you for any reason. Just enjoy your honeymoon. It’s already heaven being with him. What do I need more? “What are you thinking, my wife?” He asked, rubbing my back. “Nothing, everything is just too good to believe.” Please don’t abandon me. I know I have done wrong things with us, but it’s for both

"Parading? Well, that is a new way of describing irresistible." …Mirabelle POV… A ring, my god! A ring, has this man gone completely insane? Now he wants to show the world that I belong to him. But this is, after all, what marriage, wait, what do you call this again? Well, whatever it is, I am devoting myself to him for eternity. "Yes, you may, you may put a ring on my finger." "Fantastic, I must go at once." "Damien, it is ten in the evening."

I said. We had the same words engraved into both rings. I picked up a heavier ring at one point, absurdly ornate, and held it toward Damien as a joke. He looked at it with genuine horror. “Marriage requires compromise,” I said. “Compromise should not include wearing something that resembles a small crown,” he said. “I might choose it anyway, just to see whether you keep your promises.” “Testing a marriage through jewellery,” he said, “sounds suspiciously like something my grandmother would do.”

"Celia, I was stabbed, yet you're thinking about us instead of asking about my injury. What's going on in your head?" She frowned impatiently. Even while apologizing, she was still condescending. "Zane, don't be unreasonable. The failure of our partnership will be a loss for both companies. You shouldn't be so willful. Consider this injury a lesson." I was so mad that my wound throbbed. I truly felt like I had wasted eight years of my sincerity. "Don't worry. I'll never consider marrying you again. Also, listen carefully, Celia. I'm the one who's out of your league. Cutting ties with your company is a loss for your family, not for mine. If I hadn't fallen for you, what makes you think you ha

"Let's go, let's go. This place is so small and rundown, with barely any sunlight. I don't know how Sarah and the child have managed to live here." Conveniently, she had forgotten how they had praised this very apartment when they were trying to sell it to me. Watching Sarah walk away without even looking back, I laughed bitterly to myself. I had been such a fool. I never realized that Sarah had no feelings for me beyond using me, and she was becoming more and more obvious about it. Having never experienced a loving family while growing up, I foolishly tried to create the perfect family after marrying Sarah. As a result, I allowed this group of parasites to cling to me, draining me of everyt