Married By Mistake Novel Madeline Crawford 소설 & 이야기

"I don't know, I think I want to file for a divorce." Her eyes widened and she looked at me. She quickly stopped what she was doing and held my hands. "What's wrong? You can't possibly file for a divorce." She said. I caught my breath. "Mom," I called out in a whisper. "We were not supposed to fall in love and even get married. We're married by mistake, his family planned the wedding without informing us and....." She interrupted with a question. "Are you in love with him?" I raised my eyebrows slightly, and I softened my eyes a bit. "I can't do without him but I'm trying, I don't want to develop feelings for him."

That damn drink. “You drugged me,” i breathed. Madeline’s smile didn’t waver. “Don’t be so dramatic. It’s not like you didn’t enjoy it.” I shoved the covers away and stood, rage boiling under my skin. “You think this will change anything? That I’ll marry you now?” “I think,” Madeline said, crossing her legs slowly, “the press would love this story. Especially with all the photos I took.” I turned to her, disgusted. “You’re insane.”

“Then don’t ask us for money, and don’t ask Freya and the others either. If you can handle this matter yourself, then you can marry him and we won’t stop you.” Madeline left with Kieran. No one knew how she solved the matter afterward. No one knew whether they got married or not. Even Freya and the other friends couldn’t contact her anymore. Zain was pissed, but they still had to find her. In the end, Madeline came back with a boy. She named him Keith Kieran Chase. —The End—

Four glasses of champagne over two hours. She had not read carefully enough. The marriage certificate was real. She had held it next to her own copy. Both said the same thing. Both had her name, Octavia Maddox, and both had his name too, which she had not thought to look for when she was signing because she had been looking for what she expected and not what she hadn't thought to look for. Bastien Leclair. The name meant something in Tripicity. She had filed it when Priya said it in the dressing room and she was pulling it back now with the specific attention of someone who had just discovered it was considerably more relevant than the section she had filed it under.

He stood up, handing his contact card to me. “Give me a call whenever you have an answer.” He gave me one last smile before letting himself out the door. Amelie let herself sink into her bed after she locked the door. She never thought that a day like this would come. She wished she hadn’t made the mistake of sleeping with him. Sebastian seemed like a good person but they were from different worlds and sooner than later, they would clash. It wasn't like she was the type to do one night stands. Before she met Sebastian, she had been engaged to her childhood friend, Kingsley. They had only slept together twice but with Sebastian, it had been different. It didn't feel like it was only their bod

"I'm leaving in a month. When I'm not here, people aren't very respectful of Jonathan. He isn’t part of the Scott family after all." Jonathan Miller. Owen always had a disapproving look when he heard this name. He was just a low-level employee who had somehow managed to capture Madeline's heart. Madeline was so in love that she refused to have an arranged marriage with any business partner. Eventually, he had agreed to the engagement after much consideration, though the wedding had yet to happen. After the engagement, Madeline had voluntarily left for overseas to manage the small assets of the Scott family. Over the years, she had done remarkably well.

he replied solemnly. Madeline was shaking her head. "Only a fool will not say yes to you, and maybe that's me!" It was as if something pierced Mr.'s heart. Eluard heard. "I'm married," Madeline whispered. "What?" Mr. Eluard's eyes widened, and he thought maybe she was really drunk and didn't know what she was saying. "Yes, they bought me, so I don't have the right to fall in love with someone else because someone owned me. I just ran away!"

He recapped, without leaving out the important details, while gesturing to himself and his older brother by his side. “ Who are you again?” Madeline asked, balancing her weight on one leg. At the mention of the surname, Madeline frowned. “ Come, dear Elizabeth. Have you heard such an outrageous name before?” Taken aback, Mrs. Nostre narrowed her eyes, not in quiet rage, but in quiet recognition of her mistake of identifying the two men as paupers who has come to rob the wedding guest, just by looking at the women who look nothing less than luxury. “ I think I must have mistaken you both for some other people. Please, you are welcome to come in.”

The rain had st⁠arted again, soft against the windows. “You ever t‍hink,” she murmured, “that maybe we wer‍e suppose‌d to mee‍t the w‌rong way to find the righ‍t thing?” I look⁠ed down at her‍. “You think we met⁠ the‌ wron‍g way?⁠” “Getting married by accident isn’‍t exactl‌y tradition⁠al.” I lau‌ghed quietly. “Maybe no‌t.‍ But I think it was the on⁠ly way I would’ve let‌ you close en⁠ough.”

Sarah pouted, sitting next to Rosalie. "You will be their aunt dear, their favourite aunt," Rosalie said, laughing. Sarah and Mellissa, we're competing with each other to get the unborn baby's attention. Rosalie smiled at their bricking. Melissa had finally decided that she would mate with Jace when she was ready, but now, she was perfectly content at playing the role of an aunt. Rosalie had her loving family back with her. Martin had mated with Grace; they were expecting their first child in a few months.