Is Ron Smiley Married Novels & Stories

They were married. The couple behind them cheered drunkenly, clapping their hands. Amber pulled back from Ryan slightly, wiping her lips. Her expression was unreadable, as always. Ryan stood straight, his gaze fixed ahead, refusing to look at her, knowing full well what had just happened. This was a business arrangement. That’s all it was. Elvis smiled at them both, hands raised dramatically. “Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Carter!” Ryan didn’t know what else to do. So, he turned to Amber, his eyes cold. “Let’s go.”

Sarah said with a reassuring smile. “But it feels like I am making a mistake,” I mumbled, more to myself than to her. “Oh, honey, I am sure everything will feel better after the wedding,” Ron told me, holding my face gently in her hand. If things did not feel better now, what made them think marriage would change anything?

" California was fun and lovely, but I missed you too much when we left. I had a few friends but not as close as we were. I got married and have a son." " You are married? Why is your husband and son not here with you then". I asked " As for my husband, we are divorced, and my son is with my family, I will go pick him up when I settle". “ Roselyn, are you seeing someone these days? Do you want to talk about it?” I asked politely.

"Ron, I'm serious. I'm already with someone." His smile faded slightly. "I know," he said. "Then why would you say that?" Because you're not happy." The room got quiet. I remember staring at him, not knowing what to say. The truth was that I hadn't been happy for quite some time. Chris drank too much. He spent countless nights with his friends. There was always some excuse, some promise that things would change, but they never did. I didn't talk much about my personal life at work, yet somehow Ron knew. Maybe it was the exhaustion in my face. Maybe it was the frustration that slipped into my voice whenever I talked about home. Whatever it was, he saw through the smile I showed everyone else.

Seeing just a sliver of doubt creep across Pam's face, she pushed onward, "I must admit Amy has really surprised me the past few days with being such a daring and naughty little girl. I mean, if I didn't know better, it's almost like she really enjoys knowing you and Ron can't help but to tempt and tease each other." With Pam poised to offer the expected objection, Beth spoke first, glad she had planted the seed, but now anxious to diffuse the conversation, "Listen to me, talking crazy and projecting my perversions on your little girl. I am certain that she was just playing a joke by taking your clothes. Please don't even listen to my rambling. But speaking of Ron..... I wonder what happened

Damon pauses for a bit and what seems to be a smile appears on his face. Raven didn’t know how to reply to what Damon had asked her so she kept quiet. “I have a proposal for you,” Damon adds “I don’t do married man,” Raven quickly says Damon looks at Raven with a smirk on his face. “I’m not married,” he says. Raven didn’t know she was holding her breath when she heaved a heavy sigh. A part of her was relieved that the good-looking man beside her was not married but that did not mean he was single.

She shivered on her seat while Carl gave an evil chuckle. Ron smiled and removed a strand of hair from her face. “I’m getting your daughter married to my son whether you like it or not. No one tells me what to do and especially not an animal like you”, he said with a wicked smirk. “If it won’t happen in your lifetime, then so be it”, he said and walked back to his seat.

With a smile, I completed my sentence. “Just ask yourself Mayra exactly how many times you’ve cried after our marriage.” For few seconds his words started sounding cruel and true but the very next moment when he smirked after looking at my uneasiness, I felt a smile when I remembered the reason of marrying him. A doctor would never be able to hate his patient and here that doctor is wife too. “I better count that exactly how many times you have smiled after our marriage.” I said. His smirk instantly dropped down but instead a small smile curled up on the corner of his lips. His eyes lightens up and without saying anything, he walked out of the room.

He was the man in the wheelchair. "Kate Sydnee?" The man looked at Kate with a serious and determined gaze. There was no smile on his lips. His face looked unfriendly. "Yes, I'm Kate Sydnee. I'm sorry, Sir. What's the matter?" asked Kate. She stood in confusion because she didn't know what to do. Because, she didn't recognize the man in front of her. "You forgot, just two days ago you signed a marriage contract with me!" Kate was shocked. She only remembered now, and to be sure, Kate stammered at the man. "Are you Mr. Jack-son Ma-tte-w?"

“Our sources confirm Mya Smith left the family home two nights ago. There was no official announcement from Smith Industries. While details remain unclear, speculation grows that the marriage has been troubled for some time.” The camera cut to strangers on the street. A woman shrugged and said, “She never looked happy with him. Maybe she finally snapped.” Another added, “Or maybe she wasn’t good enough for that world. Happens all the time.” Caroline muted the sound again, grinning. “See? No one’s surprised. She was always a nobody.” Lorraine smoothed her skirt, her voice cool and approving. “Damon, this is an opportunity. You can put this entire debacle behind you. Sloane has been remarkable