Is Veronica Miracle Married Novels & Stories

Warning her for the last time. “we’re in the middle of something.” “Of course.” Vivienne turned back to Lora. That smile came back, sharp and merciless. “Lovely meeting you, Laura.” “Lora.” “Right,” she said, like she never cared. “See you soon.” She left, closing the door behind her. The silence after that stretched long. “Are you?” Lora asked. Her voice was quiet now, but not soft. “Am I what?” “Going to marry her.”

It was evident that he hadn't expected this revelation, and I could sense the weight of his unspoken thoughts pressing against him. He leaned back in his chair, his expression a mixture of astonishment and apprehension. "Jason, you cannot be serious," he replied, his voice laced with a hint of disbelief. "Veronica is betrothed to Lucas. Their union is to take place tomorrow." A surge of defiance coursed through me as I stood my ground. "Father, I understand the political implications, but my heart yearns for Veronica. We share a bond that cannot be denied. I will reclaim her as my mate tomorrow, no matter the consequences."

Carlo raised a hand, cutting him off. “No need for small talk, Mr. Wilson,” he said coldly. “Let’s get this over with. I’ve got more important business.” Kristen stood frozen as Carlo picked up the pen and signed the papers like he was buying a car, not marrying a woman. When it was her turn, her fingers trembled so much she nearly dropped the pen. As soon as she signed, Madam Carolina clapped her hands. “It’s done! You’re husband and wife!” she squealed, fake joy dripping from every word.

she said briefly. "Why, Vero?" Gerald demanded, raising his voice slightly. "Don't get angry yet, Ger. Like I said earlier, Bianca has issues with my wife. You know, she was involved in expelling my wife. And she's the one who told my mother that I'm already married." Veronica lowered her head. It wasn't that she wanted to be selfish, but she just wasn't ready to meet Bianca right now. Moreover, she was currently pregnant, so she didn't want to stir up any trouble at the moment.

She was another one of Daniel’s women. When I confronted Veronica, I made it clear that I wasn’t dating Daniel. It was just sex— nothing more, nothing less. But Veronica wasn’t having it. She told me, in no uncertain terms, that she wouldn’t share her man with anyone. The audacity! Daniel was still married to Emma, my boss, and yet here was Veronica, staking her claim. I asked her if she knew Daniel was married. Her response left me speechless. “I know,” she said, her tone icy. “I even made him marry her.”

I had no one to dress up for. When I went downstairs to the entertainment room, the place was already teeming with guests. “Veronica, what will you have? I hope you know you shouldn’t touch alcohol in your condition,” Alecia’s voice drifted towards me. So, Veronica was here! Turning around, I saw a pregnant and radiant Veronica laughing with Alecia and Aunt Carol! My heart sank with despair. Was Veronica pregnant? So she married Damien after all! ‘What else did you expect?’ chided my inner mind. So much for hoping!

“It’s nice to meet you ma’am, sorry Christy” Veronica quickly corrected herself, as she was scared already and wouldn’t want to get into any trouble with them. “Alright Veronica, maybe is time I introduce you to my daughter-in-law Gabriella, she’s the prettiest thing I’ve seen”. Holy Jesus! What did I just hear now? Daughter-in-law? How? So Gabriella is married into this paradise?

"Tell me, dear, how does it feel to be married for convenience rather than passion? Surely a woman of your... upbringing must find it stifling." Andrea's jaw tightened imperceptibly, her fingers curling around the stem of her wine glass as she fought to keep her composure. "Marriage is about more than passion, Veronica," she countered evenly, her gaze steady despite the storm raging beneath the surface. "It's about commitment and loyalty." Veronica's smile faltered, a flicker of annoyance crossing her features before she regained her composure with practiced ease. "Of course, my dear," she murmured, her tone dripping with insincerity. "But one must wonder how long such arrangements can endur

I gestured between Ivan and me “—isn't over. Not yet.” Nora folded her arms, clearly unimpressed. “You walk in here, in front of everyone, claiming to be his wife when he’s clearly moved on with me? What exactly do you hope to gain?” Ivan shifted uncomfortably, glancing at Nora as if weighing his next words carefully. “Nora, this isn’t the time or place. Veronica and I—” “I’m his legal wife,” I interrupted, my voice sharp. “I don’t care what he’s told you, but the truth is, we’re still married.”

he said with a small smile. I simply nodded, trying to comprehend everything he had just said. “Listen, Veronica. I’ve looked at your hospital files, and I can help you.” “What?” “There’s a trial treatment for PODS, and with my connections, I can get you in.” “How?” I whispered, looking away as a single tear escaped. He leaned forward and brushed it away. “Marry me.” His voice fanned against my skin. “Together, we’ll bring down Caleb’s empire and expose him for the monster he is, and you’ll get to live a long, healthy life.”