Emily Mariko Wedding Ring Novels & Stories

he continued, his voice firm and strong, sure of himself "I'm asking you, Mina, would you make me the happiest man in the world and agree to marry me?“ "Yes, yes, yes, and again, yes! I'm ready, I will marry you!" I said, my voice trembling with excitement as I let Emerson, Eric’s father, slip the engagement ring onto my finger. The diamond was huge, far bigger and heavier than the one Eric had given me. My fingers felt the weight, and I couldn’t help but compare them. Emerson's ring was much more beautiful, a true piece of art and a clear statement. Unlike Eric’s, which now seemed like a hollow promise.

"So, please.... please, just get out of his life and let me marry him instead!" I inhaled deeply and presented in front of her the ring with an emerald stone in the center, the one what Steven brought me. "Too late, we are already bound to each other, Emily."

"The rings?" Emma stepped forward with the ring pillow. She'd insisted on making it herself—cream silk with hand embroidered phoenixes rising from flames. We exchanged rings. Then the officiant asked the question that made everyone reach for tissues. "Who gives this woman to be married to this man?" Emma stepped forward confidently. "I do. Because Mommy and Marcus belong together. They've been family for a long time. Today just makes it official." There wasn't a dry eye in the garden. The officiant pronounced us married. Marcus kissed me while everyone cheered. Emma hugged both our legs while the photographer captured the moment.

Emily and Ethan both made each other wear the floral garland. Then Liam came and gave their wedding rings to each of them. Ethan took Emily’s left hand and put the ring on her ring finger. Then Ethan placed his right hand in front of Emily so that she can put the ring on his ring finger. Emily took his hand and put the ring on his ring finger. Both the rings were made of platinum. It has a rare blue diamond in the center and there were other white diamonds surrounding the blue diamond. The only difference in the rings were that Emily’s rings diamond was a bit bigger than Ethan’s ring.

I clutched my phone tightly, staring as she sauntered towards me. "You see, Julian and I are getting married soon," Emily paused. She was closer to me, so close that I could smell her flowery perfume. She flipped her brown hair from her shoulder and sighed dramatically while waving her hand in the air. I caught a glimpse of the princess cut ring on her middle finger. "Yes, we are going to have the grandest wedding and mate ceremony of the century."

"Give me a hint" "We're almost there" I lift her hand to my mouth, hoping she can't see how nervous I am. Rico pulls the car outside the shop and I wait as Emiliana's gaze bounces from the mannequins on the window to my face then back. "Why are we here?" "Because I want you to pick a dress. We're getting married" "We are already married"

Liam muttered, clearing her confusion. “A party?” “Yes, I want everyone to know that we are getting married. I don't want to hide anything about us again. I want a grand wedding as well, except you want something different,” Liam said, hoping that she didn't object to anything he had said. “I don't think an engagement party is necessary,” Emma said, shrugging her shoulders. “We will simply spend more money. I'm sure that this ring you purchased is expensive,” Emma looked at her finger and the ring had a small but beautiful diamond on it. She felt charmed just from staring at it.

He put one hand on Erriene’s thigh, moving it up and down his skin, and Erriene only burrowed himself closer. Erriene was a lot better like this, docile. He liked it. Something had caught his eye and his smile turned into a grin when he saw the newly formed tattoo-like mark of a ring around Erriene’s ring finger and middle finger on his left hand. His ring. The one on the ring finger was a swirl of gold and silver intertwining each other and is the mark of their marriage, while the red and blue swirls around the middle finger was a mark of their strong bond which signifies that they had consummated their marriage.

The velvet box Marco was holding crashed to the floor, its lid popping open. The ten-carat pink diamond fell out. Gina's face was the picture of heartbreak. "Marco! How could you drop the box?" She rushed over to pick up the ring. Michele also stepped forward. "Marco, don't get angry. I'll drag this bitch out of here so she won't ruin your wedding." Marco shook with rage. He suddenly spun and backhanded Gina across the face with such force that the sound of the slap drowned out the noise in the hall.

I replied. Only then did Lucian start to panic. He immediately sent his men to comb the route we'd taken for the ring. In fact, he even promised to make it up to me with a diamond ring worth ten million dollars. Given his current wealth, spending ten million dollars on a diamond ring would barely leave a dent in his wallet, but it was all too late. I was sick of the ambiguous relationship between him and Evelyn. I watched as Lucian drove away in his Maybach with Evelyn in tow. Then, I dialed a number.