Marriage Before Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

⸻ And though neither of them realized it yet— ⸻ Their story had started long before this marriage. ⸻ Long before the pain. ⸻ Long before the distance. ⸻ They just hadn’t remembered. ⸻ Yet.

, Keerthi whispered,her voice bearly audible. Keerthi thought she gave a valid answer. She didn't want to marry him. But Vikram didn't exactly abuse her,yet. She wasn't happy getting married. She wasn't exactly happy being married. She was just unhappy she had to leave her mother so suddenly. Vikram was only a negligible part contributing to her mood. She wasn't exactly happy with her marriage. She was just waiting. For the first slap. She didn't know how to express it. "I asked you a Yes or No question",Vikram snapped.

Though we can love our traditions, of dresses, suits and rings, the marriage happens long before in the quiet moments of these star-united lovers. Their marriage was written in their eyes the first day they met, not a thing of human-kind nor laws, yet existed as if the universe had brought together two souls that were already betrothed.

In this world of wealthy families where affairs had become an unspoken rule, my husband was supposed to be the exception. For five years of marriage, from the smallest things like choosing my clothes and styling my hair to every aspect of my daily life, he insisted on handling everything himself. However, no one knew that his devotion to me was bought with a betrayal from three years ago. Vincent Harlow and I were childhood sweethearts, and we married young. When I heard he had jumped from that building, I softened in the end. I cared for him for six months until he recovered and was discharged from the hospital.

He was reminded of his assistant's words during his wedding, and he called his assistant right away. "About the news story you told me about that day, I want to read it!" He still refused to believe that I would leave him to marry someone else. I had told him before that I would never return to Napleo, and he did not think I would ever lie to him. Eric's assistant searched for the news for a long time. He had to tell Eric the bad news that it was gone. "I'm sorry, Mr. Foreman. That news can no longer be found. Someone must have put a stop to the news trending online, but I remember it was a marriage alliance between two mafia families. The bride is the pampered little princess of the Elderon

It feels like being pressed under something soft and heavy at the same time. I shake my head as an answer not because I am agreeing with him. Not because I want Luca to stake that kind of claim. I shake my head because the marriage has already cracked. Because staying tied to Dan after everything feels wrong and heavy. Because somewhere deep in my chest I know the truth I have been avoiding. Whatever Dan and I had was already dying long before fate came for me.

“You were afraid. Afraid I’d become everything this family pretends not to need. Human.” The silence that followed was suffocating. Then she took a deep breath. “I didn’t come here to fight. I came because I want you to know something—something real. I’m in love with Austin. And this time, there’s no contract. No agenda. No scandal. Just love. The kind that rebuilds what fire once destroyed.” Gasps rippled around the table. One of the elders muttered, “Impossible.” Her father’s jaw tightened. “Austin DiMarco—your marriage to him was a business transaction. You think I’ll believe it’s suddenly love?”

This was the expiration of our loveless marriage. A single document that clawed at my insides, prickled my intestines and made me feel like I would throw up my breakfast. I couldn’t believe five years had passed already since we were seated like this – Andre and I – before a lawyer, signing a prenuptial and then marriage certificates. At least Andre had been forthcoming then, he had smiled at me warmly, an action which made my heart flutter and convinced me we were doing the right thing, the best thing for me.

I asked. " This is going to be the marriage of revenge, my love." he replied " I can tell you hate me so much which is why you left me at the altar. You didn't want to get chained to me by getting married so why not give you the same thing you never wanted? This marriage is going to be the marriage of hatred. Nothing else. I will get to keep you imprisoned to myself as long as I want until I began to get bored of you." " You still love me, Dante, which is why you want to get married to me. Don't you?" I asked with a smirk " Trust me this marriage is going to be a marriage of love and hatred. Love from your side and hatred from my side."

I feel like I wanted to go to the sea, forgetting about the wedding that hurled itself into my life. My plan does not go as well, and my last bargain will not happen. The reaction of Grace scared me once she knew I was getting married to Zach. The person she was hopelessly in love with. Was it love? Or deeper feelings then. "I know you are shocked at how soon the wedding is coming, Miss Verdan. If it's my decision, then it will be next week as soon as possible, but Elise talked about why not a month, and I decided to do two months," he began, and he sipped the wine starting from a distance. The cane was supporting him in his stand. I wonder if his limping was caused by his old age.