Marriage Of Another Life Novels & Stories

"It's been just a day that I have attended the funeral of my husband. What made you think that I am ready to marry another Delgado?" "If you marry someone who is not Delgado then you both will die and you know it... I am trying to save your life..." She got up while sounding disappointed. "Till now you have only thought about solving people's problems... It's time to think about you and your life... Sometimes we have to keep aside our morals and ethics and think about ourselves... Stop running behind love and start caring about your life..." No! How can I just marry someone else? Why am I in this situation?

She continued, "You don't have to be angry, though. Because of my terminal disease, I only have about two years left to live. You can still marry Henry after I pass away." I felt bitterly disappointed. Henry would rather marry a dying woman than be with me. He took Yvette's hand and said gently, "It's not your fault you're ill, Yvette. Why do you need to apologize to her? Natasha is only breaking up with me because I'm not marrying her anymore. I broke a promise and stood her up. That's why she's upset." He continued, "However, this is exactly what she deserves for being so vile and shameless."

This was exactly the kind of wedding I'd always wanted. Leonard and I'd been together for eight years. Every time I brought up marriage casually, he'd brush it off, insisting he needed to focus on his career. "Be reasonable, Mabel. I'm climbing the ladder. This isn't the time to settle down." And yet, there he was, marrying someone else. The officiant quieted the crowd and called the bride and groom forward. As everyone cheered, Leonard and Selene slipped rings onto each other's fingers—the rings that should have been his and mine.

"Graham," Emily said through sobs, "if I divorced Dean, would you marry me?" Graham looked at her for a long second. "If that's what you want, I'd marry you anytime." His words exploded in my mind like a thunderclap. Years ago, when I first found out I was pregnant, I had hopefully asked him, "Should we get married? It'll make things easier for the baby, especially with paperwork." He had frowned and told me, "Nora, marriage feels like a burden to me. The baby can have your name or mine, it doesn't matter. I don't need a marriage license to give you both a good life."

One night. Ten hours. Six hundred minutes. The amount of time left before Liviana would be walking down the aisle and into the arms of her new life, when she would say “I do” and kiss the lips of the stranger she would spend her life with, building a life together for nothing more than their parents’ businesses. A marriage being built on lies. But it wasn’t just the marriage, it was her whole life. How was she supposed to live in a world where nothing was real? Nothing is true or significant. Not even now.

I bite my lower lip to hide the smile that threatened to spread on my face. "A marriage." "What?" All three of us, Aria,cool grandpa and I said in unison. "A marriage contract between Aria and Alex." Aria scoffed. "You must be crazy. You think I'll walk out of a marriage and run straight into another one? You're out of your mind." "Dad…" I trail off not knowing what to say. Did I want to tie the knots with Aria? Definitely. Did I want it to happen this way? Not at all.

He begins, “Well, yesterday, I read my grandfather’s will, and he had two conditions.” “Which are?” I ask, curiosity filling my mind and body, “The first was that you’d be taken care of and have a home and a job for as long as you’d like.” He tells me, a smile playing on my lips as I think of the old gentleman who still allowed me into his life and home until his dying days. “The second,” Ashton paused, “is that I must marry.” A heat of anger swept through me, but it was so subtle I don’t think he saw,

“This doesn’t have to be a normal marriage. This doesn’t have to be the same marriage everyone else has. Ours can be different. You and I… let’s just find middle ground. I mean, we’re expected to create heirs. And… let’s be real—you and I are married. Marriage in our lives is for life. So I don’t know what you’re really hoping to achieve. But in the end, you’re going to have to produce heirs. In the end, you and I are stuck together for life. There is no way out of it.” I looked straight into her eyes and said, “It’s not for life. Because… there’s still death, right?” Something inside her flickered, suspicion, a little fear. Even though she masked it quickly, concealed it, I saw it. “What do

Anthonio nodded in acknowledgement. “And also, we mustn't indulge in each other's lives. What I do with mine is none of your business and what you do with yours is none of my business, we stay out of each other's way and only act as a married couple when we are with your family or anyone else that knows about this marriage.” Marley laid it all down. “I'll have you know that I want just that too,” Anthonio replied and Marley nodded. “Good.” “Anything else?”

" After we got married, we ran every test trying for a kid. Nothing happened. I told her to take it slow. I even got her pricey meds to help. She quit after a few days. So she thought I was the problem? That I couldn't perform? Naomi's face went cold as she stepped up. I pulled her back. Talia smirked. "What? Hit a nerve?" I gave a small smile and shook my head. "Talia, I shouldn't have kept you tied to me. We're done. You walk away with nothing, pay back what you owe, and get out of my hotel." She lost it. "No way! Half of everything is mine—you're not taking it all!" I let out a short laugh. "If I want, you don't get a dime. But tell me—those two kids... whose are they?"