Goddess Of Marriage Ep 36 Novels & Stories

“I did tell you, but you said I couldn't even raise one child properly, let alone two. You're the one who didn't want that baby. You said you only wanted to focus on Max.” “I'm so sorry, Wendy, I'm so sorry…” I yawned. “You should be sorry. You're still an asshole, and I'll never forgive you. Don't call me again from now on, thank you very much.” After that, I hung up and slept until morning. During a conversation with a friend sometime later, I heard that Pearl had drugged James to get herself pregnant, but he did not intend to marry her. Instead, he asked her to get an abortion, but she refused. She interfered in the company's affairs as the boss's wife and chased away many of his assistan

At this point, I don't give a shit. I follow the high priest, who I think is shaking his head in amusement, but I can't be sure. We go into a shrine to a goddess. "Hera, Queen of the Gods and Goddess of Marriage, we beseech your divine blessing for the marriage between Prince Braxius, Son of...." Blah, blah, blah. I tune the old man out, not wanting to hear about Braxius's honors and titles. When I hear silence, I see both Braxius and the priest are watching me. "Your name child?" the priest asks me, looking somewhat annoyed.

“I think the glorious Goddess will forgive me, and perhaps She will thank Oscar Herself.” A few more chuckles murmur through the room, and the captain continues again. “So, we’ll cut to the good stuff.” He turns to Oscar. “Corporal Oscar Samuel Gaelehan of Ethercrest, do you take this woman, Magnolia Saffron Carpender of Bellthan, as your lawfully wedded wife and Goddess-given mate, forsaking all others and remaining true to her regardless of sickness or health, riches or poverty, joyfulness or sorrow, for as long as you both shall live under the moon of the Goddess?” “Yes, I do,” Oscar says right away.

The moment he opened it, his breath caught. A divorce agreement. Both of their names were clearly written on it. His eyes widened as a sudden, inexplicable panic surged through him. Seizing the moment, Elena hurried to hook her arm through his, her voice turning sweet. "Luca, look. She left on her own. Let’s be together. I’m the one who truly deserves you. Everyone says we’re the perfect power duo." Luca violently shook her off. His eyes burned as he stared at her. "Clara is my Donna. You and I are friends. We will never marry. Now get out. Immediately."

Tears threatened to spill as she recalled how Aiden had called for her to pass the beans, and how Asher had ordered her to serve them first before she could even think about eating. In that moment, she felt utterly alone and invisible. The laughter and joy around her only amplified her own pain. She had watched as the other women were fed by their husbands, their eyes sparkling with love and affection. It was a stark contrast to her own reality—where Asher treated her like a burden rather than a partner.

“I’m fine. Nanay just worries too much.” He nodded once. “Good,” he said, and went back to his reading. That was all. But I stayed there for several minutes, sketching in silence. And even with no words exchanged, I still felt his presence. And I couldn’t shake it from my mind. One morning, on my way to the garden, I overheard voices. “Did you hear?” said Aling Berta, while folding blankets. “Ma’am Carmina’s back. They say she’s Sir Zed’s girlfriend now.”

“Give yourself that time, Selena. Trust the process.” “I don’t mean to interrupt your conversation,” God Kaelvor interjected smoothly, his voice cutting through the spellbinding words of my mother. “But I want to remind you that my offer still stands. This marriage would grant you immense strength and power. Consider it carefully, Goddess.” I frowned, my frustration growing. So many things were swirling around in my mind, unsettling me, and I certainly wasn’t in the mood to consider marrying a god right now. Determined to refuse him firmly, I opened my mouth to speak, “God Kaelvor…”

He is the one, will be so always. We were meant to be married. ~Fin~ **A/N** Thank you, everyone, for taking the time and reading till the end. You can check out my other stories as well on this platform :) You can also follow me on Instagram @jobless._.dreamer Happy reading Asmayi

And so three women clinked their wine glasses in cheers and celebration when midnight struck. “We are not just here to serve as baby makers then…” Melissa stroked her belly where Jason’s heir is curling inside her womb. “We have been chosen by the Trinity Goddess,” Rowena paused as she raised her glass of champagne higher. “To love and to hold our husbands—“ “In sickness and in health,” Melissa stood as well. “Until death do us part…” I breathed in the cold, midnight breeze as the three of us looped the hands that hold the glasses and drank from it.

“Give yourself that time, Selena. Trust the process.” “I don’t mean to interrupt your conversation,” God Kaelvor interjected smoothly, his voice cutting through the spellbinding words of my mother. “But I want to remind you that my offer still stands. This marriage would grant you immense strength and power. Consider it carefully, Goddess.” I frowned, my frustration growing. So many things were swirling around in my mind, unsettling me, and I certainly wasn’t in the mood to consider marrying a god right now. Determined to refuse him firmly, I opened my mouth to speak, “God Kaelvor…”