Novel & Cerita Married By Mistake

But after those, I am getting married with someone I didn't know. My Mom didn't knew about this plan. About my Dad's plan, about our plan. I can say that this is the biggest mistake that I've ever done so far. Because right now, I totally regretting this. I just agreed to Dad. Because I thought, I will never fell for someone in an instant 8 months. But now, I'm fully regretting it. I know it's my fault. But this is it. And there's no way in hell, I can escape for this. My chest tighten as I think of Manu... How do we met? I remembered those days. In my cousin's wedding. Portia, Introduced me to Manu but by that time he was really in love with his ex-girlfriend which is Denisse.

He raised an eyebrow at me, he must not have believed that I coukd say something back to him. "Why the fuck are you peeping on people having sex?" "Why woukd you be having sex with her?" I asked back. "Shes the woman I'm going to get married to" he answered me as he walked inside and slammed the door shut. I scoffed loud enough for him to hear, "bullshit, why are you even getting married to her, why did you decide to make such a huge mistake?" He shook his head, "we were the ones that made a mistake, what happened between us was a mistake".

“Look! That’s my signature. And I'm guessing the one next to it is yours.” He rubbed his forehead, disbelief written all over him. “But it wasn’t supposed to be real. The officiant said—well, I thought he said—it was just for fun!” “Well, apparently it wasn’t!” I shot back. The room fell silent. I sank onto the edge of the bed as disbelief swirled in my chest. “So, let me get this straight,” I said, looking up at him. “We met yesterday, got drunk, and accidentally got legally married at a casino?”

Graham said carefully. Then, before she could even open her mouth, he went full ‘Speedy Gonzales’ mode, words tumbling out in one breathless rush. “It was Kenneth’s assistant who secured the documents, including the correction of children’s names,” Graham said. “He got a marriage license application by mistake. I signed it, you signed it, and all the documents were submitted and approved, and now… we are officially married.” “Surprised! I am just as surprised as you,” he added.

It was just an extension of the previous topic, and he highlighted something that the others did not realize. This took them by surprise, and they were genuinely impressed. Ruth was also stunned. She turned and met Abel’s deep, black eyes. There was a glimmer of joy hidden in those usually calm eyes. At first glance, her heart skipped a beat. But she quickly regained her composure. Outsiders might not know how they met, but she would never forget. Their marriage was a result of both of them mistaking each other for someone else. It was a series of coincidences and mishaps.

But now, he had spilt out everything, and there's nothing she can do about that. "It was a mistake, Maama. I've never done it before, it was a mistake." "A mistake? He caught you with someone right before your wedding, but God bless the boy's soul, he married you without uttering a word about it, but you had to do it again even after being married to him? To top it up, you even took pregnancy pills, so you can do whatever it is you want without getting pregnant. Zeenatu! Woe to you!" Maama said brokenly.

He turned pale and looked around, not seeing me. He asked in disbelief, "Say that again. Claire is getting married today?" Mark shouted at his friend hysterically, over and over again. "How could this have happened? Claire loves me. Why would she marry someone else? "I explained everything to her and even prepared another house for her. How did she end up getting married?" Mark was consumed with thoughts of all the moments we had shared, and his heart nearly skipped a beat. "I have to find Claire!" Mark ripped the flower off his chest and looked apologetically at Sharon.

She stands in the middle of my living room, shaking with fury, her perfectly manicured nails curling into claws like she’s debating whether to slap me or gouge my eyes out. “You did what?” she shrieks, her voice so high pitched I’m surprised the windows don’t shatter. I take a deep breath and gesture vaguely at the space between us. “I feel like we already covered this.” “Covered this?” she echoes, her face going dangerously red. “You’re telling me you married some random bar trash in Vegas, and all you have to say about it is ‘we covered this’?” “It was a mistake,” I say, keeping my tone level. “A drunken, ridiculous, stupid mistake. That I’m now legally stuck in for three months.”

"You seem much more calm now, and I understand what you're trying to say. I know you feel as if what you're doing isn't enough, and I'm going to tell you that what you're doing is enough. You've done the best you could with what you were given, and you always put us first. It was wrong of me to say that you don't care about us. The kids love you; they are just mad at you for not hearing their side of the story when it comes to disciplining them. You just get so angry at them that they shut down emotionally." "I know, and that's about to change. While I was in Vegas, I married someone, and it wasn't by mistake; it was accidental, because there's a major difference between mistake and accident

The twins tumbled into the room, each excited. “Amelie! Look, I got all my spellings correct today!” Harriet shouted. “And I finished my food!” Harrison announced gleefully. Almost at the same time, they noticed Seb in the kitchen and their mouths dropped open. ”Who is this handsome man?” Harriet asked. “Shh,” Harry countered. Both adults chuckled at the twins’ playfulness. “Harriet, Harrison, this is Sebastian. He's going to be my husband.” She decided to just drop the news.