Father I Don T Want To Get Married นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He said, “Because I don’t mean to give her a false impression that I’m interested in pursuing anything more than friendship with her.” His mother’s eyes widened in disbelief, “Why not?” “Because I’m not interested in marriage.” He said. “Right now, or ever?” Clenching his jaw, he shot up to stand on his feet, “I’m not having this conversation again.” “Sit back down, Jamie.” His father thundered, “How long are you going to evade this topic?” “As long as it takes for you to drop it.” He said, “I’ve made it clear, father. I do not wish to get married.”

My mother supported him until he sat on the armchair and breathed heavily. “I’m not.” I shook my head. “I don’t want to get married.” I spilled the truth and he laughed a belly laugh. “Why? don’t you want to give me grandchildren before I die?” he questioned. “Dad, you're not going to die.” I called him out of his ill thinking and he laughed again. “You should be happy that you are about to get married. Though he is scary and has a pretty bad record, he is still a man.” he smirked and I shook my head.

I stared at him coldly. In the end, he did not slap me. His hand trembled in midair before he slowly lowered it. He turned to Catherine. “Lock her up. She’ll stay there until she comes to her senses.” I knew he was not worried about hurting me. He was worried about ruining my face and affecting the wedding next month. Catherine hurriedly came over and grabbed my arm. When she dragged me to the staircase, I heard Nancy say with a sob, “Dad, I don’t want to marry into that family! They can’t even afford servants these days. I’ll die over there!”

It feels like they want to get rid of me. "I won't ask her anymore. Let's engage her before she decides to move to some other country." My dad harshly says. NO! I don't want to get married! And of course not with some guy my dad chooses for me! What am I going to do? ... (to be continued)

I fell, but you didn't catch me. I talked to my father. I tried to ask him if he can't just postpone the wedding because Trevor and I both don't want it to go through. He didn't agree, just scolded me. He said that their decision would be good for us both. He said I just need to get close with Trevor. It's natural that we don't want to marry each other yet because we're not close yet. Annoying! I can't say the other reason why I don't want to marry Trev was because of his brother. I don't want him to know. It might get more messy if I tell him that.

I I think that apart from his business partner, dad also likes the idea of ​​arranging my marriage because he doesn't want to lose the company he worked so hard. "I can't do it, dad." I said in a low voice but it was enough for him to hear it. "Why can't you do it, Memo?" Dad asked me and I couldn’t help but frown when I heard his question. "Are you seriously asking me that question? I'm not going to marry someone I don't know, dad." I responded to him as I heaved a sigh of frustration.

"You know what Father always said. It is not the dedication, or hard work, or thought that matters. It's the results. He failed. And I am not marrying that..." "You don't have to." I shifted my gaze to the source of the voice. Father stepped in, looking like he had the hardest day of his life. Wait... did he just say I don't have to? "I don't?" I asked. "Yes. Silva Blackwood called off the wedding." "What?" I should be thankful to that arrogant man, but all I felt was anger. "He said he would rather die than marry our daughter." My blood turned cold. "Rather die than marry me?" I laughed, not a genuine one. "What the hell does he mean by that?"

Julian lied, leaning forward, his eyes bright with false, desperate hope. “We can still fix this, Evie. My father... he’s an old man. He’s cold, he's ruthless, he doesn't know how to feel anything. He’s using you to get to your family’s shipping lanes. Come away with me today. We can fly to London, or we can file a motion to declare the marriage invalid on grounds of corporate coercion. My dad's lawyers can find a loophole. Just tell the press he forced you.” Evelyn leaned forward, mirroring his posture until her face was only inches from his across the table. The scent of her expensive jasmine perfume–a scent he had never bought her–filled his senses.

He also did not want to get married to someone that he doesn't even know just because his father thinks that he and that person will be a great match. "Do the three of you think that dad and I are horrible people who were forcing you to do what you don't want to do? Do you think that you won't ever be happy if you marry someone that you don't like? In fact, you don't want to get married right?" Ray asked. He was tired of pampering these younger brothers of his. He is not thier father neither is he thier mother. Ray did not see the reason why he has to sugarcoat his words when he talks to them.