I Once Married You Novel Novels & Stories

I knew in that moment, I was exactly where I was meant to be. The next day, I was scrolling through I*******m when I stumbled upon Xavier's post. My heart skipped a beat as I read his handwritten note: "I have something to confess... I married the love of my life, Alice, under unconventional circumstances. I was terminally ill, and I wanted a family more than anything. Our marriage was contractual, but I never expected to fall deeply in love with her. Now, I'm thrilled to announce that I'm divorcing my contractual wife to marry my real one - the love of my life, Alice Brown."

And I can’t shake the feeling that the man I married is made of more than ice. I just don’t know if I want to melt it.

she exclaimed. I chuckled, "From now on, we go our separate ways." I continued packing after I finished my declaration. Sophie stared at me in disbelief and grabbed my arm. "Preston, have you lost your mind? How could you say something like that? We've been married for years. When have I ever mistreated you? Now you want a divorce over an apple? Have you lost it?" "If you walk out like this, you'll make me a laughingstock amongst our relatives!" she said, shaking my arm.

"Everyone knows that you love Sabrina. How could you possibly marry someone else? Sabrina loves you too. That's why I'm willing to give the two of you my blessing…" Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke. "That's impossible," Sabrina mumbled. "There's simply no way that you're married. You wore my favorite red shirt today. You even used my favorite cologne. You knew that I was going to propose to you today, didn't you?" I didn't understand why, but I was suddenly struck with the realization that it was pointless to talk to them. "I'm married," I repeated. "Our relationship ended three years ago, Sabrina. I'm a married man now, so stop bothering me. My reputation will be affected if someone

She asked, and my frown deepened as I realized she was talking to me. “My dress?” I glanced at my outfit, seeing nothing wrong in the flowery halter neck dress I was wearing. “Yes, you are married now. You don’t need to dress to seduce people, else you would be likened to a whore.” My breath hitched, and I flinched as if I was slapped hard. My brows pulled in a frown, and I glanced at the husband, waiting for him to come to my rescue because I don’t trust what I would say. But he was too busy being on his fucking phone, and my heart broke.

"You're married?" Lionel swallowed hard and tried to explain, "Lindsay, I—" "You lied to me?" Lindsay stood up, her voice trembling. "You said you lived alone and had never been married. You also said that you loved me and wanted to build something real with me. Lionel, which part of any of that was true?" I looked up at the ranking hovering above Lionel's head. Lindsay was still in first place, while Mom and I were in second and third, respectively. How ridiculous.

I felt tired; my temples began to throb again. "I slept with Howard." The wine glass in his hand shattered on the floor. His eyes turned crimson, disbelief etched across his face. "Teagan! How could you…" I calmly closed my laptop and smiled at him. "What? Are you upset?" I genuinely hoped we could just have a marriage of convenience, where we could both enjoy the benefits this arrangement brought. He could sleep with a different woman every night, and I wouldn't care. Meanwhile, I would leverage the Brookes' connections to gain more resources for myself.

Our orbs cinched in, her lips quivering as she thought of something else to tell me in a hurry. “Why would you stay with your friend when I have a suite that is big enough to accommodate us?” I curiously cocked my head to scrutinize her shock and confusion. “If you want this marriage to be believable, you'll have to live with me, Irina. I never heard of a married couple living away from each other, especially at this time.” “What time?” “Honeymoon?” I said in a questioning sort. Irina dumped her eyes somewhere else. “My suite has two bedrooms. We'll use a separate bedroom if that puts you at ease. Nothing will happen between us again unless you want it to, who am I to say no?”

"They what!?" Zain jumped to his feet. His blue eyes blazed with crimson radiance, and his alpha aura burst out with a fury might. Vases crashed and the table flew into the wall. "You can't marry him! You're my wife!" He growled. Naira glanced at the mess with a sarcastic sneer. "Your wife? Did you forget I was your wife when you divorced me for Jules Hayden seven years ago?" "You..." "No, why would you forget when you didn't even care? You married me at will and divorced me at whim. Zain Adeel, our divorce papers might not be processed, but for me, the moment I signed those papers, our relationship had already ended."

Smile on my face replaces by disappointment. "I...I..." I begin nervously, "I want to stay married to you, stay as your wife. No, I think it would be better if we get married properly this time." "Okay." He faces me again. Smile comes slowly on his face, warming his eyes. He once again comes closer to me, "Go on." He purrs.