Father I Don't Want To Get Married Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

She nodded and at that, he felt relief and started speaking. - Baby, my father spoke to me and he said I have to get married soon and that he wanted to have a grandchild. I did not want to get married because I was satisfied with my life, I had everything and I did not want to fall in love because I knew what that love did to him when he lost my mum. So when he could not find me a wife I felt relieved. But then a letter from your stepmom came and my heart hardened. he stopped to look into her eyes.

Kim stressed, staring at me with hardened eyes, but I would not be deterred. Instead, I rolled my eyes. “It is just a mass of cells, Kim. Get over it.” My words must have caused something in her because she bristled, and her breath hitched. “Get over it? Anna, you are literally trying to get rid of a child without the father's consent. That is wickedness.” I fought the urge to roll my eyes, directing my gaze on our wedding portrait. This wasn’t the reason I had called her; I only wanted her to be near me as I made a decision that concerned me, not to hear a lecture.

“Think about it child, the marriage will be arranged today.” “No!” I blurt before realizing the implication of my words. Father turns to me, his gaze holding the kind of finality that says I have no say in this matter, but I will be damned if I let it be the end of it. This is my life, my body. I had dreams to travel as far away from this godforsaken country as possible until I am sure my father cannot reach me but instead, I’m to be married to a mafia boss. I stand my ground; I have always been a hypocrite telling Ivan to stand against father when I have succumbed to his every will but not today.

assistant"> The water rippled softly around me as silence settled between us again. “You should hate me,” I said after a moment. “I slept with my fiancé’s father.” Then I let out a small breath before continuing. “I mean, I know Ryan isn’t exactly perfect and he already told me what he wants from our marriage. He wants to have his life, his women, and I’m supposed to be some dutiful wife.” Victor’s expression changed immediately, the calm stoic look on his face disappearing into a deep frown. “Ryan said what?” he asked sharply. “He plans to pursue other women while you’re married?”

I glared at my dad, and waited for him to prattle like he always did. He sighed coldly, dropped the newspaper on the centre table, removed his glasses, and comprehensively set his gaze on me. "Would you please speak up and stop staring?" My irritation increased. He looked hesitant for the first time since I had ever known him, and exhaled again. "I want to get you married," he finally stated. What did he just say? This man was definitely not okay. (Hey guys! I want to inform you that this book is being edited. If you can bear the errors, please move on to read the nice story! Sorry for the inconvenience! And don't forget to drop a review/comment.😉)

Father said so only the people who understood sign language understood what we were saying. “Father, I'm scared, I don't want to marry him,” A lone tear rolled down my eyes. Something didn't feel right; he didn't even know me, and he wasn't marrying me for politics, so exactly did he want to? “I want you to trust your Father; I promise you will be happy; just accept and leave this hell hole,” Father smiled. I tried my best to control my tears. “Get ready, tomorrow you will do all your shopping and the next day will be the biggest wedding of the century,” Justin cheered excitedly.

Eric took a deep breath as he looked at me. The room was charged with silence as the two of us stared at each other until he asked, "Why are you really marrying her, Dad? Why are you really marrying Mina? I mean, do you know how people make fun of me? My own father taking my wife away from me, I am the laughing stock of this whole city. I can't even go out with my friends anymore because all they do is make fun of me. You're making a mockery of me. I mean, what kind of a father marries his son's wife?"

Chapter 3 : The Stepmother Returns Life is truly unexpected. One minute, you're handed a divorce paper and left standing in the rain…the next, you're sitting in front of your ex husband's father as he offers you a marriage proposal. “You will give me everything?” I recalled the words to him, my tone firm and steady. “Yes, Maddie. Anything you want in the world. I'll give it to you.” he assured. I let out a heavy sigh as I stared at him, trying to have a glue on what's on his mind.

"To everyone who has ever wanted something they weren't supposed to want." I turned the page and started reading. The first chapter was about a woman meeting her fiancé's father for the first time. She was nervous, standing in front of the mirror in her yellow sundress, wondering if the neckline was modest enough and if the hem was too short and if he would approve of her. The fiancé was cheerful and oblivious, telling her not to worry because his father would love her. He had no idea what was coming and neither did she. Then the father opened the door and everything changed.

At this point, he was reaching and I didn’t care. "No, but that's what you wanted to hear and it doesn't even stop there," I mumbled in my mouth. "What do you want?" His eyes angrily glared at me. I gritted my teeth, I didn't want to do that, but now that the news will be flashed all over the news, I feared Irvin would see me. This child was his, he has to deal with his shi** now. "I want you to marry me," I muttered, feeling disgusted for begging him to marry me, the same guy who never trusted me, but he was the father and he had to take responsibility but his punishment was that he would not even know he is fathering his own child.