Novel & Cerita His Arranged Bride

“Stop shouting. It barely cost a reasonable amount, plus it's not my fault you didn't specify the one you wanted me to take, you still have to apologize for calling me a thief, Sir.” "I'll decide that when you bring back my watch, safely." I scoffed. He stopped me in front of the pawn shop and drove off without wasting a single minute. The abruptness of his departure left me standing there, feeling abandoned and exposed. People stared at me as I made my way to the pawn shop, obviously wondering why a bride was in the market. Their curious gazes felt like needles pricking my skin. “Good day, sir. I dropped off a watch here this morning, and I would like to get it back. What is your price?” I

"You are giving yourself assurance, Claudia. But what makes you think this marriage will make him happy? What makes you think you are going to live a happy home.Do you really believe he'll be happy with you after betraying his family, after everything we've been through, after the years?" Claudia rolled her eyes dramatically. "Oh, forget about the lecture, Rebecca. You don't understand anything. Your marriage wasn't about love or care, it was arranged, your marriage is an arranged one. Bradley was always going to end up with me-it was just a set up long before you even came into the picture, so do you call yourself a wife, an arranged wife." I nodded in surprise, the revelation momentarily c

It is a contract marriage and I am now a bought bride, in blood and wealth. Anesha Escarrá.

“You are being selfish Heira, this isn’t just about you, it’s about our family and our future. You need to understand that” “I don’t care, and I won’t be a part of this marriage,” She screamed. “It’s already done,” Charles said with a cold finality that told her there would be no negotiation . “You are to meet him at the registry office at 10:00 a.m. tomorrow.” He turned and walked out without waiting for her response. The Arven family was going bankrupt. The empire her father built began to fall apart after the company was accused of being involved in a financial fraud scheme.

Curious eyes scanned her from head to toe. Sensing her unease, Alexander stepped beside her and gently held her trembling hand. The warmth of his palm sent a strange wave through her. Alexander greeted the elders respectfully. “Grandpa. Dad. Uncle. Aunty.” Mary followed, bowing her head. “Hello, Grandpa, Father, Uncle, Aunty. I hope you’re all well.” “Oh my, you brought our new bride home!” Alexander’s aunt exclaimed in excitement, standing up. “You’re very pretty. What’s your name, dear?”

"Don't try to act all smart. There's one thing you need to know. You've got the bad ass. It's either you opt out now or never. You can still be saved or you'll be in a bondage your entire life." "Do you think I want to do this?!" I asked in a slight yell. "Then opt out. Stop being pretentious. I didn't believe any lady could agree to an arranged marriage. I thought all ladies sought love. I totally forgot that ladies are money searchers. But still, they appreciate love with money. That's why you're unique." He avowed. "You've got it all wrong. He shrugged and walked past me, heading to the door. "I'll pick you up tomorrow so you can get your stuffs."

she managed to say despite the fury she was trying her best to control. Iston sat down and sipped his coffee. And then he turned his attention to her, looking at her face directly. She prepared herself for what he was about to say. She knew by his expression it couldn't be anything good. "Truth is, Avery was supposed to be Kieran's bride. Catharina and Avery's parents arranged their marriage," Iston revealed. Although she already knew about that, so there was little surprise on her end. "Arranged marriage?" she echoed.

The blindfold was taken off my eyes and they dropped me. Confusion hit me as I saw Carlisle on one knee. Lawrence and Gomez were standing behind him and they were all smiling. “What on earth is going on?” “Elinna, I know you put in a lot of effort to make sure that everything went well. I should have known that you would want a wedding of your own. I saw your eyes at Helen's wedding. You looked like you wanted to go up there and be the bride. So I'm giving you a wedding of your own. One where you can be the bride and not the sacrifice. Will you marry me?”

I didn't need an apology and neither did she—we would just move on from this spat born from stress. Her hand was warm against my arm as I led her down the stairs and I kind of wanted to stop and push her against the wall so I could satisfy my desire. What the hell was wrong with me? This was an arranged marriage, and we were both being forced into this. I didn't actually have feelings for her. Or did I? My smile faltered slightly as I got into my own head and started questioning myself. However, we were on the last curve of stairs and I noticed the people waiting for us below. I naturally turned on the charm once more.

Everything stilled for a moment as they acknowledged him, with a few seconds of silence and a unison bow. I rolled my eyes, waiting for them to finish, and then I noticed the dias at the far end of the room, where a white and gold sofa stood, and seated on it was a young woman in a black ball gown and a man looking way older than her in a white tuxedo. The bride and groom of an arranged marriage. They were both smiling, a smile that didn't reach their eyes.