Clara Tan Menikah Novels & Stories

He knew that is a horrible thing to wish someone but he can’t help it. A few grandpas here had young ladies in their arms, and he wondered which poor bastards they had snatched them from. He would bet all his money that most of these women weren't here because they loved these men. Their riches probably enticed them. Clara is a thirty-five-year-old woman married to a sixty-six-year-old man and if that doesn’t irk Cainan’s skin, nothing else would. It’s probably obvious to the world, and him she married him for his money, but he knows he wouldn’t have complained if she had waited and married him for his own money.

“Wow. Marriage is really a good thing.” Clara rolled her eyes slightly. “It’s not that serious.” “Oh, it’s serious,” Mei replied dramatically while pulling the car back onto the road. “Look at you now. Secret shopping trips. Private outings. Next thing you’ll tell me is that you enjoy stress.” “One day, I’ll finally escape all this flattering.” Clara said while shaking her head softly. Mei gasped loudly. “Flattering?” She pointed at Clara briefly before returning her hand to the steering wheel. “Please look at yourself properly before accusing me unfairly. You married rich and somehow became even prettier afterward. Let me complain in peace.”

His late night doubled. Clara, the Alpha daughter of Moonshine pack, a long-time alliance to the pack and also a business partner of the Knights company, showed up after her divorce with her husband. She has constantly been available in Vaelor's life, in his car, in his business, and in his space. It ends today. “I'm here to file for a divorce,” I told the lawyer who had his head buried in paperwork. He checked the papers, and when his eyes settled on the name and age, he finally looked up at me.

“I’m sorry, Dom. It’s all my fault.” Ethan gently stroked her hair. “Clara, forget about him. You two are history. Only I love you. I’m your best choice. “Aren’t you supposed to be happy that I don’t have cancer anymore? “We’re getting married in two days. I’ve invited half of the people in Harrington City. I’ll give you the happiness you always wanted, okay?” Ethan crouched down and hugged Clara tightly. Clara cried until she was exhausted. She then nodded numbly as her face paled.

"I've thought about what you asked me before. I'll do it." The person on the other end froze for a moment before breaking into obvious excitement. "Casper, you're finally coming back to work! I told you a long time ago that a man can't just stay home forever. Your career is what really supports you. But if you're going overseas, can you bear to leave your wife behind?" I smiled. "She's not my wife." After I hung up, a message from my lawyer came through. "Mr. Sutton, the divorce agreement has been drafted. It will be delivered to your residence shortly."

Clara was pushed into an arranged marriage with Nick as part of that repayment, her life traded away under obligations she never chose after her adoptive parents passed away. “And now we can only blame you,” Esther said coldly. “Nick refused to lend us money for Mother’s medication, and he’s pushing through with the divorce. Now he’s demanding we pay back the old debt we owe him, a debt that was never cleared because you destroyed everything and betrayed him!” Clara’s voice finally broke through the chaos, trembling but firm. “None of that is true,” she said. “Nick was the one who cheated on me with that model who always visits his bookstore.”

That was when I fell in love with her. But life had a way of ruining everything. Years later our families stepped in. They arranged my marriage to Thalia. Business alliances. Social standing. Status. Clara disappeared before the wedding. Just vanished. For five years I heard nothing from her. Not a single message. Not a single explanation. Then, a few weeks ago, she walked back into my office like a ghost from the past. And she wasn’t alone. She was holding the hand of a little boy. Dark curls.

Damien said to her. "I will never get fat!" Clara said while pouting. Clara is the woman that Damien met five years ago. She was the same woman Damien kept on telling me about. They used to bicker a lot before back when they were just enemies, but then, it turns out that they are actually destined to be with each other. So here they are, planning to finally get married next month. After that, we all proceeded to the pool to join the others. Our parents also came to join us. Even Aunty charming and Sandy .

It was never about you not passing the 99th test I gave you. "So, I guess we don't have to break up. We can keep going, you know? I've never really gotten over you, not in all these years." The words she said felt totally out of the blue. "Look, I've got a wife who loves me, and I have a kid now. You're also married to Henry. What are you even talking about?" Clara was quick to set things straight. "I never actually married Henry, not officially. I've been waiting for you all this time, hoping you'd explain.

She kept it warm all the time because she said cold made her anxious. "What happened?" She guided me to the couch and pushed me down onto the cushions. "Kelvin." She disappeared into the kitchen. "What did that asshole do now?" "He is getting married." The sound of glass breaking came from the kitchen. Clara appeared in the doorway with wide eyes. "He is what?" "Getting married. Next Saturday. His family arranged it. He told me this after I walked in on him with another girl in our bed." Clara's face went pale then red then pale again. She walked back into the kitchen and came back with two wine glasses and a bottle. She did not bother getting a corkscrew. She just twisted the cap off and po