How To Survive In A Loveless Marriage Novels & Stories

“Do you see her anywhere?” I rolled my eyes. “Okay, you don’t have to pinch me at a vital time like this.” “I’m not.” He sighed. “My marriage is breaking and I don’t know how to save it.” He shook his head and looked down at his hand. “I . . . love her.” It would’ve been shocking if it had been someone else in my place listening to him blatantly using the word love. “She has to understand that I did what I did because I had no choice. How am I supposed to change the course we’re taking?”

With desire. But the only warmth Tony ever gave me was the occasional, half-hearted “thanks” for the meals I prepared or rooms I cleaned. Our marriage wasn’t built on love—it was built on circumstance. Three years ago, Tony was at the center of a scandal that threatened to destroy his company. He needed a wife to salvage his image, someone responsible and devoted. And I, hopelessly in love with him, volunteered without hesitation. I had believed, foolishly, that this arrangement might grow into something real.

Silence enveloped the room as the two of them sank into each other's gazes. Luliyah knew that she had no other choice. Kelvin was the only hope to pay for her mother's medical condition. She desperately needed this help, but she also couldn't marry a stranger. She didn't know Kelvin and didn't love him! 'Oh, I thought marriage was for people who love and adore each other?' Luliyah kept on thinking. Should she marry a man she doesn't love for just help or money?

“Yes, because there was nothing else I could do. We married without love. We married at his family’s insistence. The goal was to solidify his position as the primary heir within his family. Meanwhile, I accepted the marriage because I thought it was my only way out rather than living with my family, who never loved me. It turns out that a marriage without love is just as painful. Especially the wound caused by his betrayal. It’s like a wound that’s hard to heal. Sometimes I lament my fate and blame God. But maybe all of this is part of the life process I have to go through.” Rosie’s eyes widened as she said, “Wow. You’re an amazing woman.” With a small smile, I replied, “I’m just an ordinary

I knew there was no love in this and there was nothing more but contractual marriage itself. As I was still maintaining my elegant facade, I knew too well that over the past year I have been married, I needed to be someone else and pretend to be someone else. The past year into this loveless marriage, I was thankful to Heath for paying off my debts and providing a place to stay, even if it was only a temporary arrangement.

Amara thought with vitriol. Marriages without love or one sided love do not survive. If only Amara could understand the truth a little earlier. At least she would have claimed the respect from Charles and his family but now she lost everything. She was a loner, shattered and deprived with every happiness and love lost from her life. ******

That certain someone's absence pained me . Do this marriage means nothing to him . Every couples in the entire universe fight then compromise and live together . Alas ! We don't even share a common bed room . No we don't even talk . His lips don't bowed in a smile seeing my face . I wonder why I agreed to marry him . Clearly it was a loveless marriage . Do I have a family ? . Where are my relatives . And why the fuck the mansion don't have any internet . It was hell boring here . I felt trapped and caged . Lone tears escaped my eyes . I don't want to live like this. I don't know when I cried off to sleep .

“So now it all depends on you, Abby. I will not break the promises that have been made, even though the marriage that is created is indeed without love at all. We do not need love to survive in this life, but we only need money.” Massimo was getting suspicious. Especially considering the last sentence. I assumed that he was afraid of being poor because the idiot said 'money' right away. Okay, anyone really needs strong financial support to survive, but it is unnecessary to specify it. Let me follow his games, so I can predict what will happen next, thought Abby. Before giving a comment to her husband, the long-haired woman felt that someone was watching her, even though it was not too close.

8 years later… I’d like to think that things have changed since I lost the love of my life, but they didn’t. Shortly after we booked our last-minute tickets to New Mexico. Things weren’t the same. For months and months, I was just separated from the entire world. Carter is amazing, but I was dumb enough not to appreciate it. We struggled getting a good place. Like we had everything, but I could only find comfort in him physically. I just wanted to feel love again. But it seemed that it never came. One day I told myself I need to fake that I’m okay, hoping that I’d trick my mind into thinking everything was okay. I fell pregnant again shortly after. Yes again. Giving birth to my now seven-yea

Hell Marriage Chapter 17: when love kills Author's POV "Wake up,please, wake up." Connor said frantically. "Come on wake up please." He said pleadingly. Ava kept turning in her sleep, she had even broke a sweat but she wasn't waking up just get.