Does Dexter Marry Sylvie Novels & Stories

It's hurt and it's hard but i need to do this, I loved him and I'll do everything for him. When Sylvester woke up, the doctor told me that we need to stay here for his recovery so we stayed. I took care of Sylvester but he keep on calling Loreane whom he believe that it his fiancee, my heart skip a beat every time he called her name but I have no choice I need to do this. --------- "Sylvester, it's time for you medicine" I said while putting his medicine beside him He looked at me blankly. "I don't wanna drink that" He said

And now, I have proof. "Nothing they showed us was real. It was all just an agreement," I said emotionlessly. "So, does that mean their marriage wasn't even real? But does it even matter now? I mean, Lexi is gone," Jenny pointed out. I smiled again. "What matters now is that I know they never loved each other. That means there’s still a chance for Chase to love me. The problem is, I don’t know how to get close to him. And another thing—I don’t understand why Lexi’s shares went to him."

“Oh no, this situation is more complicated than I expected. Are you sure there’s no involvement from your father or his people?” “None that I’m aware of. I don’t know if he’s aware of who I am to him. He last saw me as a toddler.” “Then you may not be aware that the Black and Kelso families were, until recent months, working together on various deals. Your half-brother Sylvester Black was supposed to marry Gena. We’re investigating what caused it all to end.” “Really, poor Syl. I may not know him, but I feel sorry for him needing to deal with Gena. Sorry, I know nothing about it. I have no contact, nor do I wish to have any.”

“I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck, but I’m breathing. That’s something, right?” “It’s everything,” I said, smiling. We talked a little more about his condition, how he felt, and how he’d need to rest for a few more days. As we talked, the atmosphere in the room lightened. There was laughter, gentle teasing, and the warmth of people who felt safe again. Then suddenly, his wife leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand with a mischievous smile. “So, Dr. Sylvia… are you married?” I blinked, caught off guard. “Uhm… no. Not anymore.”

Empty. Echoing. One glass became two. I was halfway through the second when the front door opened and Dexter walked in. He stopped when he saw me. Jacket in hand, tie loosened, the particular look of a man whose evening had not gone the way he planned. He glanced at the wine bottle on the coffee table, then at me, then at the television. “Ivy’s not here,” I said, because someone had to say something. “I can see that.” He set his jacket over the arm of the chair. “Date cancelled.”

At least Ethan won't have to be burdened by her in the future! She clung to Xavier and added slowly, "We agreed we'd get married after you came clean to her about your revenge, right? Well, she knows about it now, so why don't we get our marriage license first and deal with her after?" Xavier let Violet cling to him as he walked, but the more he considered the present circumstances, the more confused he was. He was in no mood to get married to Violet. He roughly shook her off. "No! I'm going to look for Rory."

Without hesitation, Bennett stepped on the gas, and the car sped off, leaving Nathaniel and Vivian far behind. Nathaniel came to a halt, watching the car disappear into the distance. He stood frozen, stunned, unable to move for a long time. Vivian finally caught up, panting as she grabbed his arm. “Nathaniel, Sylvia is gone. She’s married now. Please, stop chasing her. Let’s go back. The guests are still waiting for us to get married.” “Married? Married to whom?” Nathaniel scoffed bitterly, his voice laced with mockery. “Don’t you see? Sylvia’s gone. She’s gone with another man.”

Keelin's face was white. She did not want to die, and she did not want to die like that. “Calm down.” Lars' voice turned unusually gentle. “How can I be calm right now!” Keelin almost shouted. The person she loved with all her heart, the husband who lived with her for three years was a vampire, a bloodsucker to maintain life. So, tell her how to calm down. Keelin sobbed in helplessness. “Please Lars… I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have seduced you, shouldn't have tied you up, shouldn't have used that first night to take away your freedom… shouldn’t love you…”

Dexter said, wrapped his arms around her waist, and began to drag her towards where her parents sat. “Dexter…” Doreen wanted to plead with him to take it slow but they were already in front of her parents and Dexter already spilled the beans, “Mr. and Mrs. Scott, as I said earlier, my name is Dexter Gray and I want to marry your daughter, Doreen.” The couple froze but an excited look soon settled on their faces. Gabriel’s life was already a mess to them and Doreen did not even have a boyfriend to their knowledge and they were beginning to lose hope on everything.