Novel & Cerita Cutie Please Marry Me Again Novel

Inside was the simplest ring I’d ever seen (rose gold, one flawless diamond, engraved inside with the coordinates of the hospital rooftop where he’d burned the last contract and the date Aurora was born). “Celeste Marie Hart,” he said, voice steady even though tears were rolling down his face, “I have loved you since the night you cried in the rain over a blanket. I loved you through every needle, every fever, every second I thought I’d lose you. I loved you when you carried our daughter inside a body that was trying to die. I love you now, cured and whole and more beautiful than any dream I ever had. Marry me again. Not for money. Not for a contract. Not because the world is watching. Marry

It was strange to me, but Gabriella looked so happy, her eyes lit up when she talked about Carmina, Carmina too couldn't take her eyes off Gabriella. “You look so happy Gabriella.” She nodded. “Miguel is here, I found someone like Carmina…I could die of happiness right now!” “Maybe we can also go on that honeymoon we missed,” Miguel suggested. “You, me, Alejandro.” I agreed. “That would be nice.” “And when Gabriella comes back, we can get married again.” “Again?” I was surprised. “I don't want to think about guns and bloodshed when I think about our wedding, we have to do it again.” “I know I don't have a ring, but Catalina Alejandro, will you marry me again?”

He doesn't have the right to do that even though I agreed to this stupid marriage contract. "Yeah, it is. Now, give me back my phone. I will buy you tomorrow," he happily responded and forcefully get his phone from my hand. "What the hell is wrong with you? Is that really necessary?" I snapped out because his attitude is killing me. His face become serious and he sat up to get to my eye level. "We are getting married. You're asking me what's wrong? That's wrong. You are entertaining other men. That's cheating," he contradicted.

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I answered yes and arranged the date for tomorrow. The call had barely ended when Luca pushed the door open and rushed inside. “Elena, the wedding is canceled,” he said harshly. “Tomorrow, I will marry the woman I really love.” I blinked. According to the earlier timeline, tomorrow should have been our wedding day, the day he officially received his brother’s land and placed Sophia under his "protection." Wait. Had he traveled back, too? "Deal." I did not waste effort arguing. I grabbed the prenuptial agreement, the one tied to the family alliance, and tore it apart directly before his eyes.

"I want to marry you. Not tomorrow. Not in a courthouse with catastrophic witnesses and no cake. I want to marry you properly. With flowers. With a dress. With every person we cherish stationed there as witnesses." "You already married me." "I want to execute it again. The correct method. The method my mother would have craved." He seizes my hands. "I've burned my entire existence assembling walls. You demolished them. I've burned my entire existence fleeing from my history. You assisted me in staring it down. I want to plant myself before every person we know and swear to keep grinding forward. Together." "Julian—" "Marry me. Again. Properly. With catastrophic pie and scorched toast and all

But it turned out everything was just a cruel joke he mercilessly played on me. That day, when I returned home and turned on the lights, the first thing that came into view was our wedding photo. In the photo, Zachary smiled gently and lovingly at me like he loved me the most. I couldn't understand why. If he didn't want to marry me, he could have just refused our union. Why did he pretend to be kidnapped the day after we took our wedding photos? Exhausted, I collapsed on the couch. In my mind, his cold words from the cemetery kept replaying themselves in a loop.

I bit my bottom lip, my heart rate is so fast now. "I'm sorry for making you cry so many times, I'm sorry for being such an idiot. I'm sorry because I only now saw your worth. Trixie, I know I'm not a perfect guy. I'm not a perfect husband but I'll try my best to be perfect just for you." "Will you marry me?" I wiped my tears. "Eh, we're married again." I said. "I want to marry you again Trix and I want us to get married in the church. You've wanted that for a long time, haven't you, I read your diary, sorry for that."

“As we step into this new phase of growth and change, I want to ask you to continue this adventure with me. Not just as my partner in life, but as the love of my life. I wasn’t planning to do this now—I wanted the perfect time—but with you, everything is perfect. I don’t just want us to sign a contract marriage for my properties, I want us to be real. I want to build a family with you, Henry, and our unborn child. And even Jason, if you want. I know how much you love him.” I stood there, speechless. My eyes were locked on the diamond ring he was holding. It was the biggest rock I’d ever seen, and my heart raced. Everything was happening so fast—first, I learned that Jael was planning to elim

I asked, pretending his words hadn’t just completely stolen the air from my lungs. “Playful?” he repeated. “Who said I’m joking? I really can become a stay-at-home husband. I’m ready to do anything for you.” “You’re becoming delusional again. Who said I want to marry you… again?” I replied nonchalantly as I continued eating. I noticed the way his smile faltered slightly, but he quickly hid it. He was just about to say something when my phone suddenly started ringing. It was Caren calling. I let out a soft sigh before picking up the phone.