Happily Married Novels & Stories

"If that's all, I'm going to hang up." But then she asked, "Do you want to come with me tomorrow?" I let out a quiet laugh. When we were married, I had begged her to let me attend events with her. She shot me down every time. Now that we were divorced, she suddenly wanted company. "No thanks," I said flatly. "And don't call me again. You've got stylists and assistants for a reason. We're not together anymore, remember?"

My heart skipped a beat as I wondered what they were planning. As we drove away from the venue, my husband, John, turned to me with a smile. "Hey, Mrs. Peterson," he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "How does it feel to be married?" I blushed, feeling a sense of happiness wash over me. "It feels amazing," I replied, snuggling into his side. "I'm so happy to be spending the rest of my life with you." John wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close. "I'm happy too," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "I promise to always love and cherish you, Mirabel."

Even if every instinct in me hated it. I forced a smile. “I apologize for my words, Mr. Alexander, and of course, I would gladly answer your question.” All eyes turned to me. I could feel them waiting to hear my answer. I leaned back in my chair, keeping my expression composed. “There was a time, back when we were teenagers, that my wife told me something. She said, being happily married doesn’t mean wealth. It doesn’t mean power. It just means us. Me, her, and our children. She just wanted us to be happy."

She said, "I'd like to." The host picked up the microphone again. "Marriage is the end of being single, romantic node, and the starting point of happiness. In this particularly festive day, you are happy to have a good relationship with each other and share your love together. You can be together in the rain and wind, live together with each other, and live together. It's a sweet and happy life!" Clap! Clap! Clap! Under the stage, the old lady clapped her hands excitedly. In the monotonous applause, countless ribbons slowly fell from the high place.

Her he art swelled at that. “We're married now. We'll be together forever.” She said happily. “Yes we will.” “Now, the honeymoon.”

I massaged my head and let out a deep sigh. This is really the biggest problem of the luxurious like me, easily fooled! I groaned frustratedly. "I left and moved away because I ran away from my marriage. Then, what? Suddenly, I'm married?!"

We are blessed with three more healthy children. My married life is happy and satisfying because I'm blessed with a wonderful family. ~~~The End~~~

His words cut right through me as his eyes pierced. “They’re just jealous of you.” “It was nothing short of amazing, and we all offer our heartfelt congratulations to Mr. Aiden Villarreal and his lovely wife upon the announcement of their marriage! This is truly a joyous occasion, and we are so glad that the happy couple has chosen to share this momentous event with us. We wish them many years of wedded bliss and a future filled with love, health, and prosperity for both of them. May their love for each other continue to grow with each passing day!”

I’m glad, after all the struggle, we finally found our happy destination. I am happily married to my previous college dean and professor.

she joked. Hearing her words, Spencer chuckled softly and wrapped his hand around her waist. His eyes were filled with tenderness as he looked into hers. "You're right. I'm the luckiest man alive. The achievement I'm proudest of is being your husband," he uttered with utmost sincerity. Lucille had zero resistance when faced with an affectionate Spencer. His loving and passionate gaze made her stomach fill with butterflies. As such, she covered his eyes with her hand and said, "Don't look at me like that."