Did I Permit Your Remarriage Novels & Stories

I breathed out. “I want us to get remarried the right way this time. Instead of in a courthouse, I want to marry you in front of our family and friends. I am not asking for a divorce because I want us to be over. I just want to give you the wedding you deserve and have it so I can stand in front of everyone and tell them how much I love you.”

Going back in time, to when Chris had finished answering the call with Eric 2 days ago- “What’s wrong?” Emile walked up to Chris and hugged him as she saw his taut expression once he came back after the call. She had noticed that he had stayed outside for a while even after he finished the call. “Would you want to marry me regardless of our family’s acceptance?” “Yes” “Then, shall we go and get married today?” Chris asked cautiously. “We do have the permit to register as of yesterday.” Chris added seeing that Emile didn’t respond.

Mine. As I smiled, tucking my bottom lip and placed the picture on the center table in the living room. It was then I saw the next picture of her in a school with two children, a boy and a girl. Other pictures were her hugging the kids, waving at the children and then stepping into the car. All the pictures had the kids backs facing the camera. Different questions ran through my head like who were they? Was I wrong, was she really Terra? Did she get remarried? If she was married, who was her husband? We weren't officially divorced, so if she is married, that would null out the marriage, right?

"But it's inevitable. Even if it isn't Jessica, it could be Autumn or someone else. You're already divorced. Even if Dominic remarries, you can't interfere." At that, Isabella shuddered and shook her head hard. Her voice turned resolute. "Remarry? He can't remarry. My husband can only remarry me." Katherine sneered, "You can't stop him." Isabella clenched her teeth. "I won't lose."

“Chill if you want to really see your child then come and please me if not I will not hand her over to you” “What is this sick game that you are playing right now? I am married for fuck sake”. I yelled angrily at him. “Who cares if you are married? I own you and you are mine. I never gave you the permission to remarry so if your daughter is really important to you come and do as I said”. “ Please don't do this to me. I have moved on now and I have a family” “Get there hell out of here if you won't do as I have said”.

I just didn't know what yet. "Agent Newman?" Dominic called me, snapping me out of my reverie. I smiled at him. "Soon, partner, we'll be married, so I think you can call me Miranda," I concluded with a wink. "Miranda," he said, testing it, and I liked hearing him say my name. "We need to sort out something about the house. We're going to move there next week, and Stan thought it would be good for us to go there tomorrow as an official couple, to have a first experience and analyze the place and where we'll put the furniture."

'' I asked everyone. Papa said ''They are in hurry so we will get you guys married tomorrow. We will just announce that you are getting married and we will have reception in weeks time.'' I am not happy with this at all. I don't even know this person how can I get married? What is even her name. What should I do? I have already given my consent to this marriage so now there is no blackout. If I get married after month or tomorrow there isn't any difference. I just nodded and went to my room. I called Saurya and Veer on conference call.

"Well I'm glad you called because I wanted to clarify things and inform you that I'm doing great and and remarried, so I don't think your request is going to be met. Sorry!" She cut the line.

“Yes.” “I’ll never go back to him.” His shoulders relaxed slightly. “Would you remarry him?” he asked. I tilted my head slightly. “Why are you asking so many questions?” “I just…” He exhaled slowly. “I just need to know.” I watched him. “No.” I said gently. “Not him.” “Are you sure?” “never.” I said. Percy sighed then looked at a distance absent-mindedly, like he was thinking of saying something. “What about...me...will you marry me?” he suddenly asked.