Did I Permit Your Remarriage Novels & Stories

He places my hand on the paper. I hear Jesse scoff "You are kidding me right?". I suddenly hear a bang on the table which gives me a little shock "You are going with this? you think you can just leave and take everything with you? what about me huh?". I tighten my grip on my staff, I let out a sigh "Jesse, you are remarried now, I'm no longer your wife, let's make it legal". "Who says? is it forbidden for a man to have more than one wife?".

I said, trying my best to hold back my tears as I slid Easton's ring down his finger. “I, Easton Grey, do take you, Mirabella Brookwood to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, for the rest of my life, till death do us apart.” My face was already a crying mess by this time and I didn't care anymore. I still couldn't believe how far we had come from our first meeting after my return, up until this very moment. If anyone had told me that I would remarry this man in the end, I would have laughed so hard at that person, and yet here I was, doing the very last thing I had told myself I would do after my return.

Of course, Amelia, how could I forget that I have a friend now? "Hello,” I answered. “So you are still alive, Jenna, why didn't you reach out?” said the very angry Amelia. “I am so sorry; it is just that I have a lot going on right now,” I said. Where was the lie? I indeed got married to Adrien Lockwood and got signed into Denvers; that is a lot if you ask me. "Oh, okay, I understand. With your divorce and everything going on, it will take you some time to adjust,” she said in an understanding tone.

I subconsciously gaze outside from the car, my mind is filled with different thoughts. In Just two days, my life changed, taking a worse turn. My career is going down the drain and I've just accepted to be remarried to my Ex-Husband who has cost me so much pain in the past. The thoughts of the whole marriage irked me, and I felt uncomfortable about it.

"You mean to let me and Alina remarry?" Mr. Quitman glared at him: "What, do you want to marry Maddy?" Maddy, he didn't want to marry, but remarrying Alina was also not allowed. "I want to marry someone else, but you said, Let me remarry Alina, this is not allowed."

Maybe there is still hope for that wedding I was planning after all. The intercom buzzed for an incoming call. When I answered, I heard Matthew’s voice on the other end, informing me that Spence had arrived. He was outside my door, waiting to be ushered in. “Tell him to meet us in the conference room.” A few minutes later, we are sitting around the conference table, talking about my conditions. “You can’t remarry my daughter.” Donny Ferguson’s rejection echoes on the four walls of the conference room. “You had your chance and you blew it.” He added.

“We can discuss a divorce. You can do whatever you want. Travel. Remarry. Disappear. I won’t stop you.” Her cheeks stained the brightest red I’d ever seen on a human. “You’d let me remarry?” she asked slowly. “If that’s what you wanted.” “And you’d feel nothing about that.” “I don't care.” “Interesting,” she murmured. There was something in that word I didn’t like. “Living under my roof will be comfortable,” I said instead. “Enjoyable, even, if you can obey the rules of the house. I don’t believe you’re above them. No one here is.”

' "Also, It is not 'my kids' but 'OUR kids', Emilia. I am marrying you because it is you." 'What? He is marrying me because it's me? Wait a minute, did he just mentioned that he already got my parent's approval? permission?' Emilia was perplexed hearing Aiden had already obtained permission from her parents. "And when was that?" Emilia pushed Aiden to create distance between them. She put up her guard and tried her best not to be swayed by Aiden's sweet words. "huh?" "The permission that you spoke of." "Oh. Last month."

"To someone else. To Michael Sotheby. Not you. Never you again." Matt's face went pale, then red. The wounded act cracked, just slightly. "Michael Sotheby? You mean the man you're sleeping with while you're still technically bound to me in—" "We're divorced, Matt. Legally. Completely. And I'm remarried. So whatever game you're playing?" I stepped closer, lowering my voice so only he could hear. "It's not going to work. I'm not that scared girl anymore. I'm not your meal ticket. And I'm sure as hell not giving you my company."

"I knew you'd come to find me but unfortunately I won't be going anywhere with you especially not to that wedding because I'm already married and you know that father. You told me your wish and you never gave me time to think about it but that shouldn't mean you should have me remarried. I never judged you till now father but today you crossed the line.. You never asked what I wanted in attendance this.