Novel & Cerita I Got Married Without You

Damien looked sharp, as usual with his suit crisp and his face calm looking like he had done this kind of thing a hundred times. I, on the other hand, had my palms sweating even though I had tried to put on a brave front. The pen in my hand shook slightly when I signed my name next to his. And Just like that… I was married. My throat felt dry. There were no flowers, no music, no vows whispered. No family standing proudly. No ring sliding down my finger. Just ink, paper, and silence. I never imagined I would get married without Caleb by my side. My best friend. My Twin in all sense of the world. My only Family.

"Got married. Like, an hour ago. City Hall." Screaming. Actual screaming through the phone. People in the diner looked over. "Are you insane? You got married without telling anyone?" "We wanted simple. This was simple." "I'm going to kill you. I'm literally going to kill you. I'm your best friend and you got married without me." "I'm sorry. It was, we just decided yesterday. Didn't want to wait. Didn't want drama." "Drama." Her voice got quieter. "His mother." "His mother."

“Because I’m staying somewhere else.” His eyebrows rose slightly, but he didn’t say anything. “I got married,” I finally said. “Yesterday. I… I got married, Gee.” Silence. No reaction. No shouting, no curse words, not even a flinch. Just him, suddenly still, the ice in his glass forgotten. I swallowed hard. My chest tightened. “It’s not a real marriage. I mean, not out of love. It’s a contract. A marriage contract.” Still nothing. His eyes were on me, but they felt like they were looking through me.

“My mother was killed by the Alpha of the Ironclaw Pack, and I promised myself I’d never marry into that pack.” Dominic looked like he wanted to say something but thought better of it. “I understand,” he said simply. I exhaled, unaware I’d been holding my breath. The registrar coughed softly, tapping the corner of the papers. “If everything’s in order, I’ll process the final documents.” I nodded. Dominic signed. And just like that, it was done. We were married. No rings. No vows. No crowd. Just ink on paper, but it still felt real.

I couldn't say if I was going to get back with him when I'm back from Australia. We didn't speak nor check on each other when I travelled. I for one needed some space. I wasn't sure how things were going to be for us. I might be a married woman over there before I get back. No one knows. What annoyed me was that Ignatius got married without letting me know. He didn't even give me any hint. Well I'm yet to see the lady whom he got married to. What does she possibly have that I don't have? I was quite surprised that Ignatius moved on so fast without having to think about me.

She never lacked, and I didn't either. A year into our relationship, we decided to get married. However, Viana didn't show up to the wedding. She disappeared, only leaving a note that said she couldn't marry me and that she was sorry. I was heartbroken. I searched for her everywhere, but I didn't find her.

"How do you propose we call this off?" Questioned the woman with the bright red lipstick. Anita meets her gaze, flashing her a megawatt smile. God has finally woken up and heard her out. "It's easy-peasy. No one was present at our wedding except my parents, the creepy groom, his friend Michael and Daniel, who officiated the wedding. There were no photographers, no witnesses. No marriage license. This marriage is not even legally valid." Anita took a deep breath and continued, "Just say, 'Get out and never to show my face again in your life,' and poof, my family and I will disappear from the face of the earth. All I need is a promise."

I believed that as long as I married him, he would one day fall in love with me. But unexpectedly, my wishful thinking never came to pass. In this life, I was going to reset the script. Silas read the words on the stick in shock. Clara slowly walked toward Silas while everyone else was cheering. [The male lead wanted to marry Jane. What’s going on?!] [Didn’t Jane tamper with the sticks? Regardless, she should be picked instead!] [The male lead looks calm. But I’m sure he must be losing his mind.] I stood below the stage.

“This is very distasteful. Elena is not even in the ground, and you’re using her resources like you were waiting for her to die.” I walked out before he could say a word. And before I got far, his girlfriend was right next to me, gripping my hand painfully. “You’re not going to separate Tom and me.” “Get your head out of your fucking ass and open your eyes. I didn’t even know that I was getting married in two weeks, and he did. He and his family took the time to design the wedding invitations and send them out without telling me. Do I look like a happy bride?” “You—”

MY HUSBAND IS MARRIED? XIMENA. How did I really feel now that I was in the mansion of a cold, cocky billionaire who married me just because he needed an heir to secure his inheritance? Honestly, I didn’t even know. There was this strange heaviness sitting in my chest, a dull ache that refused to go away. Every time I remembered that my marriage to Jason Hansen was nothing more than a contract—something built on convenience, not love—I felt that pang again, sharp and hollow.