Marriage In Trouble Romance Books Novels & Stories

Eloise sounded more upset than angry because Kathleen denied responding to her out of tiredness and a little bit of jealousy. “We got married way after we had found out about her pregnancy. By that time, I was already over her. She had moved on with her ex and I was just single, I moved on from ever loving her. I didn’t concede the truth of this marriage from her, she knows that I only married her for my child. If she still feels some type of way about anything, then it’s her fault. Our friendship should not get affected by what she thinks.” As Kathleen stood behind the door and listened to Ryker explaining the dynamics of their relationship to Eloise, her heart felt on fire.

I don’t want any more tribulations, I want to live a peaceful life. Everything came back to normal. It's been six months of our marriage and it feels like six years to me. A lot. And I mean A LOT happened in these months. His apprehension, pushing me away, breaking me, saving me, the distance between us, me being defiled, him saving me again, our confessions, our sweet honeymoon- the most sweetest and memorable moment of my life, my truth and now, finally everything is normal. All the dramatic events of my life have ended and now everything is monotonous.

Ashley I don't know what's more shocking is the fact that my husband, the man who rejected me ten years ago, has his hand on my thighs or the red booklet on the dashboard. It was just a blink! Just a blink! Is that how easy it is to get married? No wonder the cause of most pain starts from marriage. They should be banned for future human sake. “Where are we going?” I decided to push aside all my thoughts and tried to question. Keep a calm and collected front. I reminded myself. Failing to remove his hand from my thighs was already getting under my skin.

he said and walked out the door. I gasped in annoyance as I sat on the couch and gripped my hand, suppressing my scream. How can he make my life so hard? I laughed like I was going to cry. I can't do anything but follow his wishes. As long as I agree, he will keep my secret. Giovanni Del Fiore, you are making it hard for me! **** "So, how's the first day of being married?" Arrabella asked me after she arrived. She handed the phone to me, and I thanked her.

Soon, the awkward atmosphere filled the cabin. Our bond had been nothing but an obligation for Tristan. While I was in love with him, he didn’t feel the same and was only following his parents’ decree. We lived under the same roof yet not a single meaningful moment together throughout our marriage. Our dinners were quiet. While we shared a room, I never felt close to him. If we spoke, it was either out of obligation or filled with anger and tension. We weren’t even friends when we got engaged and married. Our marriage was a disaster.

Author’s POV It's been a few days and two weeks since Gabriella and Diego got married and the both of them had a lot to do and say. Gabriella certainly didn't have something she was looking forward to when she got married but it didn't include her getting forehead kisses early in the morning, it didn't include her always waking up in Diego 's arms, it didn't include Diego accompanying her to school a few times, it didn't include patiently waiting for Diego in the evening so she could share how her day went and what lecturer pissed her off and what her friends Mona and Angel did to her that day, it didn't include Diego laughing hilariously at her and then making nerve cracking jokes, it certa

he asked. He was getting angry; I could see it in his eyes. Slow, but the anger was there. I let out a low humourless laugh, “You are trying to fix our marriage? Is this how it should be done?” I asked. He stared at me with a confused look on his face. I wanted to hit him, “Zephan! When couples have issues in their marriage, they go see a therapist, and they talk about it. They try to take a couples retreat, anything that would make sure it works…” My voice broke off.

“You can’t just show up like this.” “Why not?” she asked, glancing up at him with a small smile. “We’re still married, aren’t we?” Kenzo’s lips pressed into a thin line. “That’s debatable.” She ignored the remark and gestured toward the table. “Come eat before it gets cold.” After a long moment, he sat down, more out of curiosity than anything else. They ate in silence at first, the tension between them thick. Helena finally broke it. “Do you remember that time we got caught in the rain on our honeymoon?”

"Why should I have to suffer through tough times?" Chris chuckled. "If you hadn't married me, you'd probably be married to Randall. You've seen what kind of man Randall is, finding substitutes and being unfaithful in relationships. Now he's a mess in his career, arrogant and blindly expanding his business empire. With Lott Corporation collapsing, it's only a matter of time before he falls apart. Think about it. If you were with Randall, he couldn't give you loyalty emotionally or materially. What else but tough times?"