Novel & Cerita Can You Marry Serana

Serena said while placing her palm on his cheeks. "Let me love you, please," she said. Ryland peeled his eyes open and with one word, her world went down. "No!" Serena stepped back like she had just been stabbed. "Our engagement was strictly business, you are well aware of this," he said, shooting daggers at her with his eyes. "But since it seems like you have developed dementia, I will repeat myself; I have never had any intentions to marry you, not before or after Hazel." Serena opened her mouth and closed it repeatedly, as tears streamed down her face. "That's a lie. You're such a terrible liar," she mumbled, laughing loudly and earning strange looks from Caleb.

Serena lay on the bed, sunlight through the Window to bed, fresh morning air, she draped in a red lace maxi nightdress, her fingers tracing idle patterns on the sheets where Ethan had just been searching for his tracksuit. "Honey..." she whispered, watching her long nails. "What, Sere...."Ethan asked, putting on a zip of his tracksuit. "I think... We need to find a perfect match for Max," she said, watching him. Ethan glanced at her through the mirror as he adjusted his hair. "Why the rush? We have time." Serena sat up and tilted her head. "We got married when I was 21." "I was 26 at the time," he replied smoothly. "Besides, it's ultimately his choice. How can we interfere with his life part

Dylan spoke up while Jeremy threw daggers with his eyes. Wait! Was I going to be engaged to the group clown? Who the fuck takes the fiancée of a clown seriously??? “SERENA???!” I heard someone yell my name, snapping me back to the present.

Her eyes finally showed fear as she realized the depth of this situation. Noah sighed. "I am gonna have to marry Serena Wolf." he said.

"Standard contractual terms. The System registers the marriage and recognizes the dissolution if both parties consent." Sera picked up the teapot and poured more tea into both cups. She was, Kael noted, using the action to buy thinking time while maintaining the appearance of hospitality. "You've thought this through," she said. "Yes." "You're proposing a political marriage to a woman you met yesterday, who you believe is a Void-tier entity operating under a false identity, based on knowledge you gained from a novel you read in a previous life." "Yes." "That is," Sera said, "either very pragmatic or completely insane."

Serena hung up slowly, looking at her phone. Her hands were shaking. “This isn’t over,” she whispered. “Not by a long shot.” She grabbed her bag and left the café, her friends trailing silently behind her. Back at Ava’s apartment, she sat with Christie late into the night. “Did he call?” Christie asked. Ava shook her head. "Yea..." “I'm excited at the thought of being married to Ethan but....” Christie nodded. “ I understand because Serena isn’t just going to sit back and watch you two marry. You need to prepare yourself.”

Someone shouted at him. "Serena, I really want makes you as my wife, I really want to marry you, I don't care about anything that happened with you." "But I've been pregnant from my previous marriage and I don't know why, I suddenly ended in the Arcadia too." "But I want you Serena, and I don't care about it."

Ciara's eyes opened wide in surprise. Serena forcefully pulled her hands off Ciara's grip. "I see that you think you've won just because you have that thing," she said, pointing to my ring, "on your fingers, but need I remind you that you've not been properly married yet into the family, and anything can happen between now and the time you plan to get married." She laughed ominously. "Is that a threat?" "Is it?" She shot back.

Her eyes shone with a deep love for him. "Mr. Kiran, I love you so much! I'm gonna marry you and be with you for the rest of my life," Serena spoke before Snow could. Snow blushed. "Then go ahead and give birth to his babies." "I'd love to!" Serena agreed, laughing. A wave of inexplicable anxiousness and jealousy welled up in Snow, along with a sudden fear of losing Kiran.

Two hours later, half the room was empty. Just as she exhaled, her phone buzzed. Arya's voice came through, bright and wired. "Serena! I just woke up overseas and saw your message—so pumped you're joining! I'll be back in a week, then it's Seavora time. But... didn't you say you were getting married? Your boyfriend cool with you leaving?" Serena paused. After six years with Vincent, barely anyone even knew they were a thing. He hated attention.