His And Hers Marriage Novels & Stories

Breakfast was better, but I could still see the way she struggled to down her meal, the little grimace on her face when I took a huge bite from the egg that she had fried. “So, your husband…” Her body tensed. I hated that I had to bring him up, but I was curious. “What else does he have going on for him?” I asked. She shrugged, “I don’t know, he barely tells me things… he…” he paused. I was aching to ask why. What had made her marry him? I heard what he had said, when he had insinuated that the marriage had been for convenience. I wanted to hear from her. But how was I going to walk through it?

"The media situation?" "Still volatile. But getting married removes some of the drama. It makes our relationship more real if you get what I'm saying,” "Smart," Hayes agreed. We talked about work and the board situation and the ongoing media coverage. But mostly we talked about marriage and partnership and what it meant to choose someone knowing all their complications. "Isla knows exactly who you are," Hayes said. "And she chose you anyway. That's not naivety. That's love." "I know." "So stop second-guessing. Stop worrying you're not good enough. Just be happy."

The only visible objects were two red certificates laying quietly on the nightstand, on which was written, "Marriage Certificate" Astounded by the discovery, Hazel grabbed the red folder and opened it. There were two names in it, Hazel Yi and Zac Rong, accompanied by a beautiful photo of the couple. The groom in the picture was very much the same man standing in front of her, and the bride was none other than herself. They looked very much like the perfect couple in the picture. Smiling with all happiness. She looked at the registration date and found that it was yesterday. At that moment, Hazel couldn't hope for anything else than for the earth to swallow her whole, without hope of ever fin

Everyone wondered whether she was his rumored wife. Five years ago, Ian—one of Summeria's most eligible bachelors—had suddenly announced that he was married. No one had heard anything about him having a wedding, though. There was also the fact that he'd basically gone everywhere alone over the past five years. When attending banquets or gatherings, he would generally have a fixed female companion. The woman with him wasn't her, though. That companion was much prettier than the one he had with him today and also more elegant.

Where as he was scared something had happened to her, he was also frightened they might really get her married this time. Although he didn't know how his Isa got two parents now, but he was sure she was the one. He breathed heavily with relief seeping through his soul. "And who might you be?" Sarah muttered with a raised brow. "I'm her husband." He muttered coldly, with every bit of his aura suggesting chaos. "What? how, where and when, get lost before I call a security. She's married now if you're some crazy obsessor, and if you must know, she's married to Ethan Williams Kingston, does that name ring a bell? Now get lost."

As the grand doors opened and the guests stood, she looked ahead—and there he was. Harrison Salvador. Her soon-to-be husband. Stoic. Emotionless. Handsome in a way that felt intimidating. A stranger dressed in vows neither of them meant. And yet, for all his coldness, his eyes met hers—and for the briefest second, something flickered. Not warmth. Not love. But understanding. They were both prisoners of the same cage, just on opposite sides. And now, they were walking into it together. Tymm took another step, her hand trembling as it clutched her bouquet. The music soared. The lights blurred.

I nodded. I guess God listened to my prayers. This was my perfect opportunity to ruin that bastard, my chance to make him pay for making my life miserable and for taking my baby away from me. I didn’t even know the gender of my baby. I got married to Joshua Hensaw. I couldn’t believe it until he said “I do” at the altar and we exchanged rings. Afterwards, we rode to the courthouse in Joshua’s Rolls Royce. He truly reeked of wealth. We got to the court and made our union legal. Everything was so fast and surreal, as though he had been waiting for this moment.

Upon receiving the certificate, she stole a glance at her husband's details. Nathan Clemon, 27 years old. He isn't that old as he is just 8 years older than I am. I think it is acceptable. Hilda got married without a wedding ceremony or anyone's blessing. She held onto the certificate booklet and scanned it several times. It was her name and photograph indeed but she felt that it was all a dream. Her husband stood tall and elegant beside her and he looked exceptionally handsome. Hilda then stated. "We have to keep our marriage private for now as it might not be convenient for me now. I wouldn't want my family to..."

The big day had arrived, and everybody and everywhere was filled with anticipation. It was a day unlike any other, a day for two couples, two brides and two grooms, to unite in love. It was a day Isla and Adrian, Victor and Elizabeth is getting married, they would all share the same moment, walking down the aisle together in a celebration of love, commitment, and second chances.

Not this way. “I think you got the wrong idea, Mr. Heinsberg. I don't want a real marriage. I want to be chairman of Cooper groups. It will be a marriage of convenience. We will act as a couple in public, nothing more than strangers in private. It will be a public wedding but no registration. Once I became heir, we faked divorce. I will give you half of my assets like a normal divorce.” I declared, crossing my arm against my chest with a straight face.