Harold Washington Library Chicago Wedding Novels & Stories

They all have their own successful and thriving businesses, which made them the top three richest in Chicago. They all planned to get their children married to each other in order to strengthen their bonds and also solidify their shares in the economy. Chairman Henry, who was planning to run for the mayor of Chicago, wanted the marriage to be held before the contest season so the support of the two families merging would be helpful in his mayoral race, so they decided to talk together and conclude on a date since the children had already agreed to get married and were already engaged. Everything needed for their wedding was already prepared and Joy had previously reported that she had gone f

She would not be able to bear the embarrassment if he turned out to be a no-show on their wedding day of all days. *** Harold Collins sighed inwardly, wondering to himself the best way to get rid of the woman who was clinging to him and crying passionately, with her heavy makeup running down her face. “But I love you! Why on earth will you choose her over me even after all this time? I can’t bear to watch you get married to that woman instead of me. Please, Harold. It’s not too late. You can call off your wedding with that woman right now before it’s too late.” Nicole Moore cried, clinging tightly to Harold.

Glass shattered and caught the light on its way down, glittering like the fireworks Mom used to take me to see when I was little. "The deal's off. Harrington Corp is done with the Bennett Group. Permanently." I was completely, irrevocably gone. From that day on, everyone in Chicago knew — the Harrington heir had someone he'd burn the world down for. The day we were old enough, he dragged me to city hall and we got our marriage license. But after the wedding, the doctors told me that the years of overwork had likely left me unable to have children. The day the results came in, he held me and his voice broke.

I could feel the presence of everyone behind us again, the weight of the ceremony settling into place. “Today, everyone,” the priest began, his voice echoing through the church, “we are gathered here to witness the union of Sandra Wong and Harold Kingsley.” The bell stopped ringing, and a quiet stillness followed. The kind that made even the smallest movement feel loud. Then, from beside me, I heard Harold’s voice again—but this time, it was lower, more private. “I invited him.” My brows furrowed slightly. “Huh?” I turned my head just enough to glance at him.

" To Chris, I was a vicious woman who repeatedly used self-harming means to ruin his relationship with Ruth. In the past, I would desperately try to explain myself whenever he said something like that. But now, I felt so tired that I could not even be bothered to say anything in my own defense. "Chris, I want to call off the wedding. Once I get better, I'll personally explain everything to your parents. I won't attend the party today," I said calmly before hanging up. To my surprise, Chris actually came. He immediately frowned when he saw me lying on the hospital bed. Before he could say anything, Ruth walked in. She took Chris' arm out of habit and leaned against him.

says Lucrecia. "How strange I find this whole wedding thing, I just couldn't believe it, besides I don't understand how he could notice a girl like you, he already wears your clothes, it looks professional but not luxurious, by the way, Jeff and I were making wedding plans two weeks ago and those two weeks he and I were happy and you came and ruined everything "says the girl with annoyance.

Lucas smiled and suggested, "Maybe some soda water will help. I'll have Ryan bring a few in the plane." "Daddy! I'm ready!" Aiden exclaimed. "I'm excited to see Koplin!" Yes, over a month had passed since the news of George Wallace's death, and things had been better for the couple. Lucas, especially, was no longer concerned about going outside Rose Hills. This was also clearly expressed by the military. This significant development enabled Lily and Lucas to travel to Braeton, fit for the wedding clothes, and plan for their wedding worry-free. Their wedding was due in less than two months, and while the preparations were still ongoing, it was business as usual for Lucas.

She didn’t drink wine as she needed to breastfeed the twins later. “As my thank you, please drink with us,” Harold said. The women took the wine glasses served on the table and drank the wine. Then Harold and Emily sat at the table. “Harold, tell us how you met your bride?” a woman asked. He wrapped his arm around her slim waist while holding her hand with another hand and smiled. “It’s fate. My wife was a damsel in distress, and we met on the Montgomery’s Express. It was love at first sight.”

"Harvey is still in the hospital right now. He's sick! Can't you be more understanding and gracious? Why are you being so petty and calculative?" Gracious and understanding? I was pretty sure I'd been acting like a saint. I'd allowed Harvey to take a wedding photoshoot with the suit and photographer I'd prepared for myself. I'd allowed the woman who was supposed to be my wife to bear his child. And now, I was even giving him my place beside Wendy. Meanwhile, Wendy's expression eased up when she noticed the date on the calendar marked with a bold red circle. "Whatever. We're getting married tomorrow, so I don't want to fight. You can apologize to Harvey after the wedding, and then we'll go on

When I returned to the mansion, I began packing my things to move out. … That evening, Harold didn't come home. He had dinner with Leila at a restaurant that had recently gone viral among couples. Leila even posted a series of photos to commemorate it. The post's caption read, 'Our Mr. CEO said we must celebrate the first day of our new marriage.' When I saw the matching phone cases and cute couple poses in the photos, my heart ached in bitterness. When I first started dating Harold, I wanted to use matching items and take goofy couple photos. He shot my requests down as childish.