I've Decided To Marry You Novels & Stories

Then I turned to him and smiled bitterly. “I don’t think I do,” if I did, this conversation would have gone better, cooler, calmer than it was going. “Think whatever you want. I have made my decision and you either support me. We can even adopt or you get married to someone who isn’t like a venom to his unborn kids.” He deadpanned. My heart skipped and my eyes snapped back to him instantly. His gaze was on me and it was strong, hard, determined.

He bewildered me. "Whose marriage?" I asked him impatiently. "Of course ours." "What!" "I don't want to get married to you. I love someone else. Please say no to this marriage," He pleaded. "What if I say yes?" I challenged. "If you say yes then you have to do something which I'll say and then only we'll get married." "Yes, I'll marry you," I blurted without thinking what I was stepping into. "Are you sure?" "Yes."

I was going to get married today ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“What if she rightfully belongs to me?” There is a long pause that I have to check the phone to make sure he’s still with me. “You mean—” Don't say it. Don't say it. It's a stupid decision. “Yes. Marriage.”

"He has a habit of making poor decisions. Is he forcing you to do this?" "No, he's not forcing me," I reply, meeting his gaze steadily. "This is my decision. Over these months, I've realized that Adrian's heart belongs to someone else, and staying in this marriage will only hurt us both. It's not just about him. It's about me too. I deserve to be happy." The words taste like ash in my mouth, but I force them out, determined to stand my ground.

“Fang, you can’t mean that. It’s not fair on you.” “You don't get to decide that. The only thing you get to decide is whether or not you want to be my wife?” I blinked at him in shock. Of all the things I was expecting him to say, that was the last. “You want to marry me?” “Yep. I mean I don't have a ring or anything. I’m no good at big romantic gestures so maybe we can pick one out together. If you say yes.” “You want to marry me?” I repeated stupidly.

I said in refusal. “We need to settle our wedding, Celestine. Why are you still afraid to marry me? There are lots of men who take advantage of you without marriage.” I took a deep breath. “You’re not the man I want,” I hissed, but full of determination. “You can’t do anything to stop it even you don’t like me.” I just couldn’t react anymore.

I decide, “We’ll make it so nothing can come between us.” “What do you mean?” Arabella questions, sounding defeated. “We’ll get married.” ______________________

"I love you so much and I love that you're willing to do this, but… I want you to know you don't have to. I'd understand if it was too much." "I know you would." I press my lips to her forehead, pulling her onto my lap and her arms slip around my shoulders, clinging to me like her life depends on it. "Leanna, I'm going to marry you, I'm not asking, I'm telling you now. You can decide the when and the where, but the who… that's me. You don't get a choice in that." "Oh yeah?" She giggles through her tears and I nod, looking down at her cuddled into me.

Did I just hear him mention Marriage? “Marry you?” “Yes! Marry me.” He repeated as if he had suggested something mere as changing my clothes. A sharp laugh escaped my lips. “Do you go around proposing to strange women all the time? Or I'm just lucky. And moreover, you barely know me.” “Well it only takes just a few minutes to get to know someone. In my world, I don't believe in luck, I believe in decisions. You need a fresh start. I need a wife for my personal reasons. It's a mutually beneficial deal”