Did I Permit Your Remarriage Novels & Stories

Eli touched his lips and noticed a bit of blood on his knuckles. He smiled, looking down at her. "Giving up the act?" Tanya gritted her teeth. Her uncle's case was still pending appeal, so she couldn't fall out with Eli yet. She clenched her robe and said, "You only said we would get remarried; there was no mention of this." "Isn't this a normal activity for married couples?" he retorted. "I don't want to."

Darren put his hand behind her back and tied the straps of her dress for her. Charlotte shot him a glance before turning her head away in embarrassment, “I’m going home.” However, Darren didn’t say anything. He just held her tighter. She fell silent for a time and tried to remove his hand from her waist. All of a sudden, Darren pressed her against him once more. He lowered his head gazing into her eyes as he said, “Baby, unless you agree to remarry me, I’m never gonna let you do. And I won’t allow you to be with another man either. So you had best prepare yourself.” Every word that came out of his mouth was striking.

I reprimanded “So what do we do?, do I still continue the marriage with him?” “You will. But you won’t fuck my Father”

The moment he finished speaking, the barrage of scrolling comments appeared in my vision again. [Wake up, heroine! The male lead's soul has been watching over you this whole time!] [Don't be stupid! If you give up the dress today, he'll love you even more when he returns in three years!] [Be good to your adopted sister. That's how you win the male lead's heart!] I cut him off immediately. "Why can't I remarry?" Larry froze. "You're not my husband. What right do you have to tell me what I can or can't do?"

I held my breath for a moment, trying to think everything through, “If I say yes, will we go over the contract tomorrow?” He nodded, “Do I have your permission?” I nodded slightly, “Alright, I’ll wait a little while longer so you can be somewhat surprised. I want this to be special for you, even if you don’t want to marry me.” I nodded as we walked away from each other.

Disbelief was written all over her face. A second later, she clenched her teeth and snapped. “Fine! Since you have no idea what’s good for you, don’t come crying to me when I hit back.” With that, she grabbed Peter and stormed out of the room. That night, Julienne and I held a press conference to announce our marriage. However, the reporters who showed up were clearly hostile from the very beginning. “Mr. Will, your tenth remarriage with Ms. Ruth only fell apart yesterday, and now you are already announcing another marriage. Does this mean you cheated during the relationship?”

He turned his attention back to the empty space before him, and I counted his every breath along with the seconds that drawled by. Then his throat gulped, and I found my toes curling as the words spilled from his lips. “Your grandfather's addendum…is it flexible?” It was my turn to swallow. “No, it is not.” He nodded slowly, “And there is no other option but to remarry?” “Yes.” “Oh Calista…” his voice trailed off, “I am so sorry.” “You did not write it. You have no reason to be sorry.” My jaw tightened. “I know, but it is unfair…”

“I don't want to get remarried, Dad, that's it!” “You should have a specific reason for not wanting to get married Adams, weren't you the one who was excited about this wedding taking place before, I mean think about everything, what will people say, I already told all my friends about your wedding, think about Helen and her parents, this will be a disaster.” “Well I don't care about any of that mother, and I certainly don't care whether this will be a disaster or not, or care about what people will say or not say. I'm not getting remarried and that's final!” He snapped before leaving for his room.

"What do you want me to do?" "Thinking about the past, thinking about the present and the future. Maybe this is what a man thinks after getting married." Archie shrugged his shoulders. For a moment, it was hard to say what he was thinking about her. "But we have already divorced. This is not what you think after getting married." Emma's heart was hurt whether intentionally or not. Archie's eyes focused on her hair and laughed lightly. "Are you reminding me that we should remarry?" "I didn't dare to remind you!" Emma was teased again. She turned around and looked at him with a red face. "Your grandfather hasn't agreed yet."

He was enjoying this far too much. “No, I am not backing out. I said I would marry you and I will,” she responded, thrusting out her jaw. “I want to... ummm... clarify a couple of things.” “Okay, Ms. Worrywart, go on — clarify,” he said. “It is soon to be Mrs. Worrywort. You realize that we are in a foreign country right?” she asked. He nodded. The thought had occurred to him as soon as he asked. As they were both foreigners without the correct legal documents, the ceremony wouldn't be legal. It was a harmless bit of fun. Emma's face relaxed as she came to the same conclusion. “Good. You realize that you never asked my dad’s permission?”