Five Years Married To Mr Bradford Novels & Stories

“Eva, you look thin. Mom and Dad have been worried. We supported you coming to Chicago, but isn’t it time you came home and settled down? They’ve already picked out some marriage candidates…” At the word “marriage,” Orion, who had been lazily smoking a cigar, suddenly stiffened and stubbed it out. He swirled his wine. Under the table, his foot found my calf, tracing lazy circles. A clear, possessive claim. But his words were casual. He feigned curiosity. “Eva, I’ve taken care of you for five years, and I still don’t know what kind of man you like. Tell me.” I’d always been the good, obedient girl.

Catherine asks, coming behind me to rub my shoulders. I let out a bitter chuckle. “He’s so pathetic. We were married for three years. Three years of me coughing out in hives every spring when roses bloomed in our garden. Three years of me politely asking him not to plant them near the house. Three years of him completely ignoring me because Vanessa’s favorite flowers are roses.” “I’m so sorry.” “Don’t be. He should be the sorry one. He is the most foolish man I have ever met and tonight just proved that.”

At my wedding reception, one of Patricia Ferguson's friends suggests a party game to liven things up. She keeps the rhythm, then points at me. "What's something you see at a wedding?" I look at Patricia beside me and point to myself, beaming. "The groom." My friend, Gordon Palmer, shoots me a knowing look before saying with a smirk, "A pathetic bed warmer." I freeze. I'm about to demand an explanation when Patricia's older sister, Amelia Ferguson, gives me a pointed look and sneers. "The side piece." As the color drains from my face, Patricia gently pats my head. "The truth is, Marvin and I got married last year. If your mother hadn't begged me to take care of you before she died, I

"Phillip Wilkes." "Lord Kent? A pleasure!" The man's genuine, honest smile followed his hand as he shook Phillip's. "My name is Francis Warwick, and this is my wife Bridget. I am still getting used to that, aren't I, wife?" Warwick teased the young woman, who looked to be close to Ella's age. He smiled warmly at Phillip and Ella. "It's lovely to meet you. How long have you been married?" Ella asked. "Only since yesterday." Bridget blushed. "We were married at the church on the hill."

Chapter 1347 Luke responded, "Your mom waited for me for eight years. Now she and Ruben are only dating each other. They haven’t got married. I still have the opportunity to win your mom back." Brad said, "Then I’ll be a good spy this time. Although Mr. Lyall is very good to me, I still hope you can win!" Eileen heard Brad talking intermittently in the bathroom. When he walked out, she asked, "Who are you talking to?"

He strongly believed that his brother wouldn't lie about something like that. She had tried to explain , even begged him. But he didn't want to listen. Hadn't even stopped to listen. Worse part, as if the pain wasn't enough, he wrote her a damn check and then he threw her out of his life. -------------------------- PRESENT DAY ------------------------- “Almost enough to make you believe in the fine institution of marriage, isn’t it?” Matt Bradford said as he watched his friend, David Forbes, dance with his radiant new bride, Emily. The reception was taking place inside Moon Island’s small, nondescript municipal building. It wasn’t exactly where Matt imagined any of his friends would host a w

His gaze turned soft and he smiled at her. "This must be our granddaughter-in-law." Mr.Winthrop hugged Lisa and then invited the couple to have a seat. Lisa soon, adjusted to the company of the old couple. Brad was left alone. He then looked at the trio laughing and playing like four years kids- a warm smile appeared on his lips. So this is how it feels to have a complete family. "Brad, when are you both going to marry?" Lilith asked out of the blue. "When Lisa is ready." Brad pushed all the blame on Lisa and shrugged his shoulders.

I need to get hold of this situation before we can do any damage. “So,” my father started as he was sipping on his tea. I don’t know why my parents were trying to be sophisticated when we were not. I rolled my eyes before Brad cleared his throat. “We came here to tell you that we have been married for a month now,” Brad said as he squeezed my hands. I was looking at him before he continued. “I will not divorce her since she is the love of my life and I wanted to stay it that way. She’s more precious than any gem that I looked at,” Brad said before he turned to look at me. I smiled at him and he smiled back.

If he hates me then why his expressions are different? Relax. Should I ask him? " You were happy with me?" I exhaled. " We were happily married." He blurted out. Uh...Okay? His tone was telling me a different story like he was lying. But why would he? " We met in college and since then we are together. Later we decided to take our relationship a step further so we married each other. We have adopted a daughter and her name is Claire." He made me drink water after his words and then once again, continued.

I always felt so disgusted the more I thought about his sinister behaviours. I bit my lip and said. “Well for now we have decided not to have kids. We're...being very careful about it.” Mrs Ford nodded in understanding. “Well I've been in a marriage of twenty five years with my husband and am the happiest. I gave him three beautiful kids. Two girls and a boy.” Mrs Ford beamed with a wide smile as she spoke. It did seem beautiful to hear about being happy and finally arriving at the place that was destined for you.