Just Married Wendy Novels & Stories

We were too busy to plan a wedding, so we had skipped a formal wedding and just registered our marriage. Wendy had promised that we would make up for it someday. I never imagined she would fulfill that promise with someone else. “There’s more. They’re legally married in Malland.” He pulled up a copy of their marriage certificate. “Yale, Wendy committed bigamy.” Even though I had expected it, my hands still trembled. I looked at the date on the marriage certificate. It was mid-June. It was the time they had gone for their honeymoon. “Remember when you asked me to look into Wendy’s bank accounts? Everything looked normal at first. I couldn’t find anything.

Also, if possible, please come to the station to give a statement. Wendy's phone fell to the ground with a loud thud. Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at Kieran. "Kieran, did you hear that? W-what did he say?" Kieran's face was as dark as a storm cloud. He carefully glanced at Wendy's expression and stammered, "Ms. Lloyd, Mr. Heath… He… he's dead—" Another loud crash sounded, but this time it wasn't the phone. It was Wendy's fist.

"The one my wife and I will be moving into after the wedding this evening?" James tossed a silver key ring across the room. I caught it effortlessly. "Are you even a little bit curious to see her?" James asked, shaking his head. "Your wife? Bro, you're actually getting married. D*mn. You're leaving me all alone in the single world." "It's five years," I replied coldly, sliding my silver Rolex onto my wrist. "She will be my wife just for show." Thirty minutes later, my cynicism faded into a blur of blinding camera flashes and low whispers.

“Dylan, are you okay? What the heck are you talking about? Of course, my sister can't go to your wedding. She’s getting married today too.” Dylan felt like he had been struck by lightning. He froze, completely stunned, and his mind went blank. His hand trembled as he gripped the phone, hardly believing what he had just heard. “M-Married?” he forced the word out. “To who?!” His voice rose uncontrollably. “Haven’t you seen the financial magazine or headlines lately? She’s marrying the heir of the Muller family—Jasper Muller.”

I'm getting married. But Ryder, my boyfriend of seven years, has no idea. He recently hired a new assistant, Blair, and has been swamped ever since. The two of them are the toast of the high-society circuit, a perfect power couple frequently seen at galas and parties together. To celebrate a major project Blair landed, Ryder booked an entire restaurant for a celebratory dinner. During the dinner, Blair intentionally swapped my lemonade for a strong cocktail. Unaware, I took a large sip.

He was beaten and closed by the hand of an addicted man. A year passed. Dymon and I's annulment paper results came out. Joseph and I were very happy because I was finally free from Dymon. Our marriage was arranged immediately but at the same time there was good news for mom and mommy. Joseph and I walked into the living room holding hands. And we were greeted by two ladies. "Oh how are you son?" Mommy asked excitedly. I also saw mom's excited face so I took out my laboratory results. "It's positive, I'm pregnant," I said smiling to mom and mommy. The two were jumping for joy as if they had won the lottery.

"The day before the wedding, I was still working overtime, so I didn't spend time with you. Thinking about it now, we spend too little time together..." Gale listened silently without disturbing him. The relationship between her parents had always been very good, and she had witnessed it with her own eyes. She grew up in a loving family atmosphere, and she was happy. Everything started with the appearance of Shawn, and a huge change has taken place! Wendy had put on new clothes, was very clean and tidy, had put on makeup, and looked lifelike as if she was just asleep. However, Wendy would never open her eyes or speak again.

"Later?" Wendy chuckled before lowering her voice. "How much longer do I have to wait? Zac, I've been married to you for years. You spend more time scrolling through WhatsApp than looking at me." Zac's expression darkened instantly. He grabbed her wrist. "You had someone investigate me?" "Did I need to?" Wendy swirled the champagne in her glass. Her gaze turned cold. "Your mess is practically known to the public. Besides, didn't you admit it yourself?"

"I want a divorce! My husband doesn't love me anymore!" I step into the county clerk's office holding my water-damaged marriage certificate just in time to hear a young woman at the next window filing for divorce. She's sobbing uncontrollably, insisting that she and her husband have fallen out of love. By a strange stroke of luck, her husband shares the exact same name as mine—Louie Russell. The only difference is that her husband is the wealthiest man in Jalenne, while mine is just an ordinary guy. Smiling at the coincidence, I hand my marriage certificate over to the clerk. "Could you please issue me a replacement?" But the next second, the clerk gives me a strange look. "Ma'am, you

Three days before my wedding with Adam Wayman, his childhood friend, Diana Smith, came up to us. She ignored me and said to Adam as if it were only natural, “Adam, I know you’re about to get married, but I need you to spend five days with me.” Adam took me by the hand and led me away, just like he always had. Right when I thought our wedding would proceed as scheduled, he sent me a message. [Grace, I’m sorry, but let’s postpone our wedding for five days.] Later, he placed his suitcase by the door and pulled me into his arms. “Grace, I’m sorry. I’m the only one who can handle this project. Wait for me to get back, and I’ll make it up to you properly.” I held him tightly and said, “It’s