Love Is Blind Marriage Success Rate นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Including his stubborn wife, whose purchases were still making his phone buzz relentlessly. Why wouldn't she just buy everything at once instead of making purchase after purchase? He knew she was up to something. Aria wasn't nearly as meek as he'd expected. As they said, love was blind and marriage was an eye-opener. There was no love between them, but their contract marriage still proved the saying true. Finn raised his card when the number one girl was presented. That's how they were identified here,by numbers, not names. "Five thousand."

A low, rough laugh rumbled out of him, dry, humorless. “And what was that again?” He raised a brow at Julie. “She liked me the moment my name came up? I’m sure she heard plenty. Dug deep. How could anyone choose to marry a blind man? A single father? My name is on every tongue in this city. I kill for a living. I take lives without blinking. I put bullets in the heads of my enemies while they beg for mercy. I burn warehouses full of rivals. I break bones for information. I traffic whatever pays. I own half the streets and scare the other half into silence. And yet she wants to marry me? Become a stepmother to my child?” His shout rattled the chandelier overhead.

"Zane, I beg you to spare Shane this time. The prison environment is bad and I'm pregnant. The baby can't live without a father." Looking at her stricken appearance, I was a little curious. "Celia, why did you agree to marry me back then if you loved him?" She explained somewhat awkwardly, "My family threatened me with death, so I had no choice but to go on a blind date with you. But Zane, these things are all my fault. Please don't attribute them to Shane, okay? Just consider it as me begging you." The pent-up emotions in my heart dissipated. I nodded gently. "Sure, I'll give you this chance."

Together, we would face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that our love had already conquered the greatest obstacles of all. For our love was a force that defied the odds, transcended the boundaries of wealth and status, and proved that true love could flourish even in the most unexpected of circumstances. We were living proof that a contract marriage could evolve into a love story for the ages—a tale of redemption, forgiveness, and the transformative power of love.

Besides, it couldn't change the fact that I'll be given out to a blind man and my parents wouldn't change their mind. "You're a weakling and he is too, you both are a perfect match." Mom grinned. "Thankfully, for the first time in your pathetic life, you're being useful. This marriage would bring us wealth and I can't wait for the juicy contracts to start coming our way."She gushed. Darn it! I can't believe my parents hated me to this extent. Giving out their daughter to a blind man; that's pure cruelty! Well, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Maybe I'll get to live a better life after the marriage. At least, I'll be able to escape these devils who call themselves my family.

Karen was fidgeting so badly while Kevin stood still, as calm as the sea before the storm. "Karen," in the silence, her name felt like a warning on his lips. She turned and stared at him. "I'm blind," Kevin said "Why do you want to marry me?" "Excuse me?" Karen didn't understand. Kevin slid a hand into his pocket, "You heard that right. What did my mother promise you to make you agree to marry a blind man?" "I..I don't understand," Karen faltered "Isn't it you who wants to marry me?"

Sam said, “Their techniques are like two solid shields, overlapping perfectly. This bureau’s most critical line of defense should hold for at least a year or two.” “Hey, Mr. Johnson, let me gossip for a second. I heard these two used to be married?” Sam nodded. “They were. But they divorced. What a pity.” “Divorced couples can always remarry. The happiness rate of remarriage is much higher than marrying someone new.” “They probably won’t remarry,” Sam said, motioning for everyone to look inside. Donald reached out, as if to hook Angela’s hand, but shrank back just before touching her.

“You know everything you need to and you have my list of preferences. I didn’t think you would need anything else besides this.” I sighed and tapped my thumbs together. “How old are you?” “Twenty-two.” “Are you aware that twenty percent of my clients call off their engagements in the first year?” Rinka’s eyes widened, but only for a split second before her face went blank again. “This is the first time I’m hearing it.” “Five percent of the marriages in my case end up divorced.” “Okay…” “Also, ninety six percent of the people actually end up with who they want.” I clarified carefully, hoping she would get the hint. “That is…if they tell me who it is that they want.”

July seemed enthusiastic about the idea. "Huh?" Really, Argus looks stupid with his current expression. "What do you mean by blind marriage? Will the guests wear blindfolds like a masquerade party or something similar? Or will the entire wedding hall be pitch black?" Whether the thought of a new idea for a marriage concept is too good or her mental health was depressed due to the pressure of the situation, Argus was dubious for a moment.

If she intervenes, it will only make Colin rebellious and have no effect. After all, in families like theirs, there are too many examples of mismatched marriages. Forcing them apart doesn't yield good results; instead, letting them develop naturally results in a 90% chance of fizzling out in the long run. Except for those who force their way in while pregnant, life isn't as good as they think it would be. As Eranthe reached the café's entrance, Oriel approached her. "How did it go?" "What do you mean?" Eranthe asked innocently.