Loveless Marriage Novels & Stories

They did not write down particular times in the invitations and freed anyone to come at any time. No worry. There was no problem in the procession. There was no unnecessary drama, such as canceling a wedding at the last second, running away from the event, or other behaviors that often appeared in the movies or soap opera scenes. They were mature enough to know what was acceptable and what was not. If they didn't want to get married, they had to cancel it way before sending the invitation, even before they planned the wedding. That way, no one would be embarrassed. And the bride and the groom could move on without getting ridiculed by people. Eventually, Helena and Aaron had legally become h

“Someone had to help you.” “Di che diavolo stai parlando?! (What the hell are you talking about?!)” He shouts at Patrick, “Getting me married is not helping me!” I don’t think I will say this again, but I agree with Keenan, and I don’t think Patrick is helping him by what he’s doing. He’s only going to make things worse for Keenan and me. Marriage fixes nothing that’s broken. I have my late mother and father to testify to that. And he picked the two worst matches and placed them together. He should have known it was going to be a disaster, especially because it wasn’t our choice.

"Don't try to tell me what to do. I think it's better for us to separate, Sofia. I don't want my good name tarnished by marrying a prostitute like you. Let's divorce, Sofia.” Nicholas turned to leave, looking very disappointed in me. Just a few days ago he had begun to be kind to me like a husband, and now our marriage was in danger of dissolving. I was contractually married to him, but Nicholas never knew that I truly loved him with all my heart. Behind his arrogant demeanor, he cared deeply for me and was so protective when I was with him. I had hoped that he would love me in our marriage. But it all fell apart because of slander from people who didn't like me. Inevitably, I can only accep

After so many years of searching and searching, she seemed to have finally found the right one for her son. For a year she was looking for the right wife for her son who had clocked 26 and became a nightmare to girls. The pain of his girlfriend breaking his heart and marrying his friend turned him into a monster who never saw ladies the same way again. All girls are cheaters in his eyes, and the most he could do was have sex with them and dump them like refuse. He strongly detested them, and the last thing he had in mind was falling in love, not to mention marriage.

He looks disgusted at me and I wondered why, was he also forced to get married like me? I was lost in thoughts during the whole readings of the priest only to be brought back by the question I dreaded today but I have no choice but to answer. " Pst..." I heard the groom calling out to me and I raised my head to look at him. The whole church seemed silent and I wonder why, I looked around to see everyone staring at me curiously. " Miss Rhea Madriguez, would you take Mr Emiliano Rodriguez as your lawfully wedded husband, in wealth and in poor, in sickness and in good health, till death do you part?" The priest repeated the question and I took a sharp intake of breath.

"Willow, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Out of nowhere, my nose started to sting and my eyes welled up with tears. I never imagined I would meet someone who looked at me like I was their whole world. And I certainly never thought that an arranged marriage would lead me to somewhere I felt safe and loved instead of completely miserable. When the officiant asked if I was willing to marry Nathan, I didn't hesitate. I nodded and said yes. The officiant joked, "The groom may be a powerhouse in the business world, but today he's a total softie!"

"I promised myself that once I left the orphanage, I'd ensure Yasmin lost everything. I vowed to reclaim all that she took from me. I fell in love, you know. And when you fall in love, all the bitterness in our hearts fades away. But that fucking Yasmin! Even the person I loved most was taken from me!" “Lorence Del Val? That man who doesn’t even like you, Veronica? Do you know that a true love shouldn’t force on someone? If love has changed you, why does the opposite seem to have happened now? Why is your heart still rebelling? You got Lorence didn’t you? You have married him too. Why are you still not satisfied? Why are you still doing this!” I yelled at her in frustration. "Married? Hah! H

“I came to keep you company. After all, I am your legally married wife.” “Fuck off, Lorenza.” “Do you know why I haven’t sued your ass yet?” she asked, tilting her head. My jaw clenched. “Because I didn’t commit adultery,” I said flatly. “I slept with Avery the night before our wedding.” “That’s still considered adultery.” “We never loved each other, Lorenza.” I reminded her. “This marriage was business—arranged by our parents. You don’t get to act hurt when you never loved me in the first place.”

However, she soon said, "I have a song that I want to dedicate to my groom." Although this song was for me, her gaze was affectionately fixed on Shane in the audience. I felt bitter. The emcee handed the stage over to Celia. When the music started, it felt as if I had fallen into an endless pit of despair. I recognized this song. Shane had written the lyrics and composed the music himself. The song was called "Not Marrying the One I Love". She sang the song for eight minutes, and it made me think of the eight years I had spent with her.

I never went to law school, I conquered my dream of becoming a wedding photographer and Jace is still an amazing artist with several great art galleries around the world. Jace and I have been together for 6 years, we’ve been married for 4 of the 6 years. We lived in a cute little 1 bedroom apartment for the first 2 years of our relationship until he took me to London to propose in the café where we met. He even flew my mom and dad out and Shirley was there. After that, we moved to a little 3 bedroom house in a small town in Georgia.