Ending Novel Married With Senior Novels & Stories

"I’m sure there’s something that made Ashton marry Alice. Or a big reason Ashton couldn’t refuse Alice. I’m sure of it. Maybe Ashton was trapped." Edric just nodded. "Yeah, I also believe there must be a big reason. But like it or not, Ashton is married to someone else now, Anggia." "I know." Through the glass, Anggia looked straight at the passing cars outside. Curling her lips, she smirked. "But it's not hard to separate people who are already married, right?" Edric nodded again. He didn’t deny that nowadays there are many ways and many people daring enough to separate couples who have been together for a long time for certain purposes.

I probably did not kill someone, but I wasn’t a man raised to survive in the mafia. Jude smiled grimly, seeing my expression. “That’s the man you married, Isadora. I understand if you’re scared of me now. I won’t stop you from moving into another bedroom, but you’ll certainly understand that we’ll have to stay married for Simona and Daniele. They can’t lose you too.”

There won't be any entanglement. At a red light, Nathaniel stopped the car and turned to look seriously at Angeline. He said, "Although saying this feels disrespectful, I have to be honest with you. Once my grandfather passes away and I inherit the family business, or if Mr. Lawson Senior is no longer around, we can divorce if you wish to. "If you want to continue the marriage, then we shall. We can forgo all marital obligations. You can stay upstairs, and I'll stay downstairs. It's just a matter of getting the marriage certificate, holding a wedding, and having a nominal relationship."

“Are you serious? Well, even if you want to, your mother would never allow it!” Lander looked at Eloise. “Things are different now. If we get married, I won’t let anyone stand in the way.” Eloise knew Lander’s personality well—and especially his family. She gave a slight smile, but it was laced with sarcasm. “Lander, don’t fool yourself. Don’t play innocent. It’s not just because I’m already married—but even if I weren’t, I would still never choose you.” She had ended the conversation clearly and with finality, leaving no room for return.

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It was also a coincidence that when the old lady was looking for someone to marry, a newly retired middle school teacher in this suburban town, who had been widowed for many years, also wanted to look for a partner as his children had already started their own family. The two of them hit it off with each other at once. The old lady then brought her grandson along with her and married Neo Dixon.

“You’ve been married for fifteen years? What’s it like?” Enid leaned against the counter, her eyes softening as she reminisced. “Oh, it’s not always easy. But my husband, Torin, he’s a good man. We met when I was young, just like you and Olivine. We were both a little clueless, stumbling our way through love. But we figured it out, little by little.”

In the end, she managed to marry a romantic French man as she wished. It was originally an inspiring love story that broke through the feudal rituals but unfortunately, she was not wise at choosing a man. Although the French man was romantic, he was amorous. They broke up a few years after getting married. Now, she divorced and had come back. “This is how the matter is like. You guys also don’t think too much. The marriage contract is set by the elders. It’s been a long time since the death of Kelvin's father. Besides, Addison has also married and divorced. The previous matters have passed and are no longer important.”

“So it’s true, then?” I turn my head toward her. “What is?” She tilts her chin. “You really married her.” Enid’s name hangs in the air even though she doesn’t say it. I don’t bother denying it. “Yes.” Her laugh is quiet, breathy, but it isn’t amused. “You’re joking.” I don’t answer. Maris moves closer. Too close. “You actually went through with it?” “Maris...” She cuts me off, her voice rising. “You married an Armand? After everything that family did to yours?”