I Once Married You Novel Novels & Stories

Chapter Three - Wedding Anniversary Night [Ivy’s POV] Today was my third wedding anniversary. And I spent it alone, as usual. Yes, I'm married. Although it was arranged and perfunctory, it was still a marriage. Today marks three years since I've been in a loveless and sexless marriage. That's right, even after being married for three years, I was still a virgin. But tonight, I was ready to lose that. My husband Alex and I were both orphans who were set up by the director of the orphanage we grew up in.

“You’ve given that man three years of your light, Evelyn. Let Paris be the place you remember who you were before him.” Before Khalid. Before the whirlwind romance at the Met Gala, before I’d quietly closed my design studio to become the wife who understood his late nights and global ambitions. Before Natasha returned and I became furniture in my own marriage. I looked across the studio to the small desk where my laptop sat. The manuscript file was open. *The Husband I Once Loved*. The title still made my stomach clench. Khalid had read the first seventy pages last night. The confrontation that followed had been brutal—his hurt, my exhaustion, the way his voice cracked when he asked if I rea

The day I found out I was pregnant, my fiancé, Grant Hale, told me he was going to marry another woman. His childhood sweetheart, Chloe Bennett, had gotten pregnant unexpectedly, and he said he couldn't let her family throw her out over a baby no one would claim. I stared at him in disbelief. "I'm pregnant too. If you marry her, what happens to our baby?" He frowned. "Serena, don't start acting out now. You've always been strong. Even if you really are pregnant, you can wait a few months. Once Chloe has the baby, I'll give you the wedding you deserve." He thought I'd wait for him like a good girl. What he didn't know was that I'd hidden my identity as the heiress to one of the most powe

She had fallen for him at first sight. At the urging of his grandfather, Mr. Howard Morgan, they went to the city hall and got married that same day. On their wedding night, he tossed her an agreement. "I have someone I love. I'm only marrying you because my grandfather pushed me into it. Take a look at this agreement, and if you're okay with it, sign it. We won't announce our marriage publicly. After three years, we'll divorce. I can't give you anything except money." He kept his word. For three years, he gave her his credit card to use freely, but never gave her an ounce of affection. Even when they had sex, his face remained cold.

" You are not going to that dinner. You can't go on dinner with anyone..." " Why ?? " " I will kill him. You are my wife, my legally wedded wife. " " Only on paper and it is an open marriage till it lasts." " No!! Stop throwing it on my face every time. It is not an open marriage now. It is absolutely closed one with you locked in my arms. " " Let me remind you... " " No beautiful, Let me remind you that we also got married most traditionally as well. So according to dadi, you are mine for our seven lives." He said and pulled me in his arms.

Borevia City's golden-boy heir crashed his car and ended up paralyzed from the waist down. Just like that, his shot at taking over Alwyn Corp was on the line. The second the news hit the Twyford mansion, Rory—the girl my parents had raised instead of me—came to me in tears, begging me to take her place and marry Axel. I tightened my grip on my water glass and laughed. "Seriously? You used to act like I was embarrassing because I grew up in a small town. You said I wasn't classy enough for your crowd, so you handed my engagement to Rory. "Now Axel's paralyzed and might lose everything, you want me to switch back and deal with it? Yeah, no." The door flew open. Jared Pritchard—my boyfrien

He was my everything. The sound of footsteps made me freeze. “You still run when things get overwhelming, kókkino?” My breath hitched. I turned. “Some things never change,” I said with a weak chuckle. Icarus smirked, stepping closer, his presence like a slow-moving storm. “So, what have you been up to?” “Nothing much.” I lifted my hand, letting the dim garden lights catch on the ring wrapped around my finger. “I’m married.” His gaze flicked to the ring, then back to me—unimpressed. “Ah… something tells me you were more than just best friends.”

"I'm going to make it worth your while. Just name any price and I'll double it." "I said I do not want your money. Marry me, and you're going to be on the news tomorrow for something other than business." She retorted, feigning anger. "C'mon now, I just lost my wife six months back, it would be a disrespect to her if I marry someone else this early..." "I don't care," Mia cut him off rudely. "Okay, okay." He threw his hands in surrender, sweat had broken from all over his body and even with the A/C on, the room still felt very hot.

But i bought it. I headed to my room, no our room and placed the shopping bag as visible to her. And i lay on couch. When i closed my eyes, i heared the sounds again, anklets sounds deep wind and again, "I love you sid... " "You are officially now married " Why these sentence again come to my mind. The moments before my marriage flashing on me, "I cant just marry like that. I was once married to my love but he was died at the same day without spending anytime with me.. i am bad. I will give bad luck to you too " she cried.

"The last time you bailed on our wedding, I told you—if you didn't come back, I'd marry someone else. I wasn't bluffing." His grip tightened. "That was just you being mad. I didn't MEAN to leave you. Yeah, I bailed a few times, but I always came back. We rescheduled, right?" I let out a cold laugh. "And for what? Another ceremony so you can ditch me and run to Freya? Again? How many times are we gonna run that sad little loop? I'm done, Noah. I left, I got married, it's over. Bring Freya in. Your buddies already treat her like she's your wife. Make it official. Everyone wins."