Flash Marriage: I Married My Fiancé's Brother นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He was sighing a breath of relief as his grandfather would not irritate him anymore. "Doesn't seem like it." She made a pout while leaning against the passenger seat closing her eyes. "What did you mean?" Adam frowned. She dreamt of a flash marriage and now she was saying it didn't seem like it! How should flash marriage be then? "Phew! If I was with my family, they would have chased you the whole city to give a warning. And for sure my brother and sister in law would have a heated but funny argument over supporting you. As you are a police, sil must have supported you." She explained herat thoughts. It was actually the main scenario invher. But the things were really too calm.

I sink back into my chair, shaking, the truth finally crushing down on me. My ex isn’t just my ex, he’s my fiancé’s brother. And this marriage just turned into a war.

Nadia Thompson had been in a high-profile, five-year relationship with Harry Jones, the kind everyone in Highport City’s upper social circle knew about. On the day they were supposed to get married and register their marriage, she got ditched. Nadia had enough. She swore a vicious oath, walked away, and turned her fiance into her ex-boyfriend. After one phone call from a certain someone, she got married on impulse. She registered her marriage with Julian Jones, Harry's older brother, despite them not getting along well. Julian was a well-known heir in Highport City’s upper social circle and a terrifying financial shark who built his own empire overseas. After they married, he spoiled

“It’s my fault too. I didn’t ask questions.” “And I didn’t make the effort to tell you things.” They both had their reasons for behaving the way they did, so she couldn’t blame him entirely. “Let’s stop now. I don’t want to be emotional anymore.” “I’m in love with you, Elizabeth Kaycee Channing. I can’t wait to marry you.” She gasped, her eyes widening as she looked up at him. “Why are you surprised?” he asked. “We’re already married.” “We didn’t have a ceremony. It was just signing papers, and you didn’t even know me.” He smirked as if remembering something.

I was like a puppy, eagerly wagging my tail at the sight of a fresh meal. "Will you marry me?" he asked, pulling out a tiny box with a glittering diamond ring that caught the club’s lights. "No, no, no," I muttered, staring at my phone screen, but my words were the exact opposite of what I had said in the video. "Yes, stranger, I’ll marry you," my intoxicated self slurred, and a cold chill ran down my spine. My eyes darted to my hand, and there it was—the same glittering diamond ring from the video on my index finger.

her mother said and I froze to work the maths. "You mean-" "Yes, my baby will be getting married to the only son of the Fitzgeralds family as soon as she graduates college. In less than a year's time, haha." "No stepbrother," Chloe finally spoke as she clung unto my shirt, grabbing the fabric covering my chest, "I don't want to get married so soon. I don't want to be away from you," she hugged me even tighter, soaking my shirt with her tears and making me realize just how I needed to make her realize that this was in her hands.

YVONNE'S POV. "Why, Taryn? You're doing this for money." I couldn't answer Dylan's question, the man who had become my husband. But our marriage wasn't a real one. We married under a contractual agreement, and there was no love involved. Of course, I couldn't deny Dylan's question. I did agree to the marriage contract with him for money. Though, in truth, I also love Dylan. Unfortunately, I can't tell him that. He'd only believe me if I agreed to marry him for money.

“I do understand. I know what it’s like. You’re hurt. You’re confused. An old boyfriend comes along out of the blue—of course you’re going to fall into bed with him. It’s natural. But why do you have to get married?” “You’re wrong,” she retorts with a triumphant look. “You are so, so wrong, Fliss. I didn’t fall into bed with him. And I’m not going to. I’m saving myself for the honeymoon.” She … What? Of all the things I was expecting to hear, it wasn’t this. I stare at Lottie blankly, unable to find an answer. Where is my sister and what has this man done with her? “You’re saving yourself?” I echo at last. “But.… why? Is he Amish?” I suddenly fear the worst. “Is he from some kind of cult? Di

Swallowing thickly, I sent a single text her way that explained everything. ‘I don't know.’ Because I really, really did not know. Putting down the phone, the glint of jewelry on my finger caught my eye. Looking down at the ring made a lump form in my throat. I was married to a stranger now. No, to my ex fiance's brother. The thought refused to settle no matter how many times I repeated it in my head. Just a few weeks ago I was convinced I knew exactly what my life would look like. There had been a plan. A path. A man waiting for me at the end of the aisle.

She briefly glanced at Felicya, who was also seated at the table, before looking back at her husband anxiously. The atmosphere in the room instantly became tense and suffocating after they saw the shocking news. Bang! Franklin slammed his palm onto the dining table. The impact was so hard that several cups on the table trembled. "That girl has truly gone too far!" Franklin growled, his breathing turning ragged as anger rushed to his head. His fingers curled tightly into fists until his knuckles turned pale. "How could she get married without informing her own father? What does she think I am?!"