Ending Novel Married With Senior の小説・ストーリー

"Is marriage on the horizon? Grandbabies? A real wedding—not one of those beach weddings where everyone's barefoot and pretending to enjoy quinoa?" Damian choked. "I. well." "Grandma!" Eliana screeched, face afire. "What? I'm old. I don't have time to mess around." Damian swallowed hard. Then, to his own surprise, he answered, "Yes, ma'am. I do see marriage. Not immediately, no, but eventually. If Eliana wants it. then yes." Wendy smiled approvingly. "You pass." "Pass what?" "A minor standoff between Wendy and Damian"

But I was wrong. “So, you’re married to Vincenzo?” Grandpa asked, his voice faint but curious. I nodded. “Yes, but I’m filing for a divorce. Our marriage is... toxic.” Grandpa gave me a weak, knowing smile. “All marriages are toxic in their own way,” he muttered, a cough rattling his chest. His hand trembled as he clutched it. “I just wish I had met you sooner. My son Edward... his daughter is now a sweet young woman, my little star.”

Wendell felt helpless. He was seriously down on luck. Instead of his son, he thought that he had found himself a bossy superior. It was a heartfelt reunion after 30 years of separation, and yet the first thing Wayne talked about was an announcement about his marriage rather than expressing words of concern for his family. If it were any ordinary woman, Wendell wouldn't have minded it. But the person he insisted on marrying was none other than Olivia! She was a divorced woman with four kids!

Cherry comforted as I glared at her. “He didn’t break my heart, his married.” “Even worse. I’ve learnt a lot and dating a married man never ends well for you, too much of cowards to leave their partners for you. I’ve had my fair share of such arrangements and now I live in the moments.” “He loves me as much as I love him and he is also my fated pair.” “Fated pair? How did you know if he’s married? It’s not like he is…” She paused in her drink. “His partner is a beta.”

Marriage. End of the happy and boring track. A new twist is coming.

“We went to school together and left school together. She didn’t talk much, but she treated me differently from others. Her mother even said she wanted us to get engaged before she passed away.” [Here we go again!] [Stephen, don’t believe him!] I looked at him and said slowly, “Oh.” Yarden froze. “That’s it? That’s your reaction?” “And?” I put down my strawberries. “Everything you spoke about was in the past.” “Don’t you feel disgusted? Your wife was with another man.”

"What has it got to do with you that I'm marrying him? He's my boyfriend of four years, so who are you to question me? Why would you be so mad over this?" My aunt was puzzled as well. "She's right. Why are you getting so worked up about Ella getting married? Ella and Edwin grew up together, and their families are of equal status. They're a compatible match and should have been married long ago." Grayson was taken aback. "What are you talking about? Their families are of equal status?" "That's right. Ella is the only child of our company's CEO, while Edwin will inherit his family business in the future too."

Evelyn’s hand rested on the edge of the suitcase before she let out a small scoff. “Are we?” Allen frowned. “Yes. Of course we are.” She turned slowly, one brow lifting. “Of course?” Allen pushed away from the doorframe and stepped into the room. “We’re engaged,” he said, gesturing vaguely between them. “We’re about to get married.” Evelyn stared at him. Then, something sharp curled at the edge of her mouth. “Married?” she repeated. Allen nodded, though uncertainty had begun creeping into his voice. “Yes. Married.”

By the time evening came, the statement had gone out, the first gala invitation had been confirmed for Friday, and Sienna found herself, despite everything, looking forward to the prospect of walking into a room full of skeptics on her husband’s arm and proving every single one of them wrong. “They think they’re watching a marriage fall apart,” she said, as they finalized the guest list for the weekend’s events. “They have no idea they’re about to watch one get stronger instead.” “Let them watch,” Nathaniel said, pulling her close. “I’ve got nothing left to hide from anyone anymore. Not when it comes to you.” •••