Did I Permit Your Remarriage Novels & Stories

One day you would understand why I am doing this. “Do I look like I’m going to waste this chance of being with my older sister? That’s not going to happen, Beatrice. You will be seeing me every now and then to check on you. I will not be able to forgive myself if something happens to you. If only you remarry, then we won’t be worrying like this.” Remarry? Where the heck did he learn anything about that? “Do you think I want to marry in this state? After what my ex-husband had done?”

Damian declared, pulling a massive, glittering emerald ring from his pocket, the one he had bought years ago, before the affair, before the divorce. He slid the ring onto my finger, the emerald blazing under the lights. "Emmah and I are ending the divorce immediately," Damian announced, his voice thick with emotion. "We are remarrying. And we are doing it tonight." The crowd erupted into a stunned frenzy of questions. I looked at the massive emerald on my finger, then at Damian, realizing the brilliant, chaotic finality of his move. The will had voided the succession based on a marriage related to the scandal. By remarrying, we were confirming our unity, but we were doing it after the origin

Liam greeted. "Eh, I was about to call man. I need to rush back home. Emma is waiting for me. Is there anything you want us to talk about? ". I asked Liam "Just to congratulate you man. You did it". He hugged me. "Yes Liam. I did it. I am a married man now. That company is ours.". After I pulled back from the hug. "Yes, but you do know that it's purely business, right?". He asked. I do understand what he meant. He is talking about my Contract Marriage. Honestly, I don't see it that way anymore, but I can't discuss that with him now.

"Last time you asked me to marry you, you said it was for Nora. Then you mentioned potentially for others. Neither of those reasons was good enough. A legal crisis is not the time to try again." Then he said. "You're right." "There has to be another way," I suggested. "Another legal way." "Tessa is already working on it," he said. "But Penelope, the honest answer is that the strongest legal position we have right now is remarriage. I'm not asking. I'm telling you what Diane told me twenty minutes ago on the phone." "Why didn't you say that first?" I asked. "Because I wanted you to hear the argument first, without the legal context," he explained. "So it wouldn't feel like pressure."

Meredith walked over and said seriously, "I have already done that. I have also thought about it seriously for a day and a night. In the end, I still decided to be with you." "Why?" "Because you're my husband." Charlie said, "But we have only registered our marriage. We can get an annulment at any time." "Charlie, it's not like you don't understand me. Once I have decided to be with someone, I would follow them wholeheartedly," Meredith smiled bitterly and said, "see how Josiah treated me back then. I still chose to get remarried to him. Unless you learn from him to look for another woman on our wedding day, making me wait an entire afternoon, maybe I might give up on you then."

"I see. Well, the legal contracts will need to specify custody arrangements and parental rights. Since you're legally married to someone else, there may be complications—" "My lawyers will handle it," I said curtly. "What's the next step?" We spent another hour reviewing surrogate profiles, medical procedures, timelines. Emma took notes, asked questions, played the role of supportive family member perfectly. By the time we left, my head was pounding. "Lunch?" Emma suggested. "We should celebrate." "I need to get back to the office." "Damien." She touched my arm. "When's the last time you took a break? You're running yourself into the ground."

He looked at me, then at Jace, then asked: "You sure? Not going to divorce again?" "Sure." We said it in unison. He grunted, handed us the forms. "Fill these out, then come to my window for the stamp." The fox was hovering. "Hey, hey, hey — last time the divorce reason was 'irreconcilable differences.' What are you putting for the remarriage reason?" I thought about it, then wrote a line. The fox leaned in and read aloud: "Turns out we're pretty reconcilable after all."

I push his hand away lightly, “and everyone says this is the best.” “Then let’s remarry.” I scoff at him but his face doesn’t show any signs of humour. “Remarry.” I repeat in disbelief. “On paper, at least.” He shrugs. “I’m here all the time anyways. And I know we won’t have what we once did but—” “Okay.” “What?” He blinks at me. “I said okay. Let’s get remarried.” “Are you serious?” “Yes. We should go today so we can submit their application.”

"I don't think so, now we are back together and our son Emerson is with us, we should be thinking of getting remarried again, this time, it will be for love and not because your father sold you to be with me to pay for a crime that your brother committed. "Getting remarried has not really crossed my mind, I think that we should wait till you are fully recovered" "You don't have to worry about me, my son is by my side, and for that, I tend to heal faster besides, I want to be with you all the time, I don't want to lose you at all, I will die if I lose you alright" "You are not going to lose me, I know what right now you might be thinking that I am different but I am not, as long as you love m