Married By Mistake Novels & Stories

In the long run, I know that Mark would show her his true color, and like me, she would have nothing but regret in the long run. After walking for a while, I finally spotted a bar and stepped in. Ignoring the rowdiness and smell of alcohol and cigarettes even at that time of the day, I went straight to the bar and ordered for a cocktail and began to sip once it was brought to me. It was what I wanted - a drink that is alcoholic but not exactly strong. As I sipped, my mind went back to five years ago when I was forced to marry Mark Thorn in a business arrangement so that the two families' businesses could merge to create an empire.

"I'm too tired to tell you everything. But to make the story short, I gambled." "You gambled? With Terrence Gray?" "He was a collateral damage. I just mistakenly married him because of some stupid and complicated game of fate. He helped me get the company back and in exchange, I'll stay with him for a year." When I looked at Georgina again, her lips were parted. I groaned. "Come on, Georgiana…" "It doesn't make sense, Em. Why would you mistakenly marry him? I mean…he was at your wedding?" I chuckled after remembering the situation. "It was the other way around, Georgina. I was at his wedding."

he said softly, “we’ll face everything together, always. No mistakes, no regrets—just us.” Elara smiled, tears of relief and joy brimming in her eyes. “Always us.” The mansion no longer felt heavy or threatening. Outside, the city bustled on, unaware of the storms that had passed inside its walls. But within, love had triumphed—proving that even in a life that began with a mistake, a true union could be found. As they walked hand in hand through the garden, the morning sun glinting off the fountain, Elara finally believed it: the marriage that had started as an error had become her greatest blessing.

"Eat. Then take a shower. After that, we change you. Lorraine and Aria were both sitting in the living room, and they both looked upset. "My baby girl is getting married today," Lorraine replied, her voice thick. "Yes, I remember my wedding day," Aria said. "I was scared. I felt sure I was making a mistake. Then I saw Leon, and everything made sense." "Was it a mistake? The clerical error in marriage?" "Best mistake of my life." Aria smiled. "Sometimes the unplanned things are exactly what we need."

Camilla said, “Why are you not Married?“ she asked, “My girlfriend was betrothed, and I never have the idea that she has been betrothed to her family friend's son, and she never explain anything to me, and she never agreed to get married to the guy, but she was forced to get married to the guy, and they had a son last year” James explained, “since, I have been heart broken, I can't concentrate on my duties as the heir of my mom, you know, It's really painfull, because I was deeply In love with her” James explained while tears was dripping down from his eyes,

she says gently, lowering the file, “you can no longer get pregnant.” My breath stutters. Something inside me goes still. But I refuse it. No. Victor and I have been married three years. We have a two-year-old daughter, Camryn. Our whole life—our whole marriage—is built on trust, on love, on the belief that we’d build a future together. I won’t let someone’s mistake tear through that. “That doesn’t make any sense,” I say, too quickly, shaking my head. “Victor would never— this is just wrong paperwork. You must have mixed up the files.”

Tamara suddenly remembered that on the day they registered their marriage, Braxton had prepared a thick stack of documents, claiming that he was going to transfer properties and assets under her name. She had signed them all without even giving them a second glance. Who could've guessed that buried among them was a divorce agreement? In just seven seconds, the marriage she had dreamed of throughout her entire youth had come to an end. And the only reason Braxton had married Annalise a year later was that he had to wait for her to reach the legal marriage age. He was willing to wait for her to grow up, yet he could spare Tamara only seven seconds before ending everything.

"Our family has become the butt of jokes thanks to you! How could you make all these arrangements without confirming everything beforehand?" Sherlyn, who had been waiting for the groom to come and get her, heard her parents quarreling outside. She walked out of the room and asked, "Dad! Mom! What are the two of you doing?! Where's my groom? Where's Jeremy?" "Sherlyn, Mister Jeremy's people just said that there was a mistake. They've already left with the real bride!" Sherlyn turned pale in shock. "What? How could there be such a huge mistake, Mom? Wasn't Mister Jeremy going to marry me?"

Holding it in my right hand, I take hold of the other certificate in the other hand before comparing the two. Everything is the same. Except… What?! The date. We were married on October 10th. That was the day and month Arabel and I got married, and I wasn't even in New York on that day. Relief begins to wash through me at the silly mistake Eve made. Apparently, this is a fake, and if the certificate is indeed genuine, then something is wrong somewhere. I grab my phone to call the clerk's office at the registry to check the authenticity, even though it looks 99% genuine.

I shouted. An hour later, I was sitting on the pavement, crying while I covered my face with my hand. Like I was not yet unlucky enough, it started to rain. There was nowhere for me to go. I sat on the pavement until I could no longer feel those sprinkles. Someone was standing in front of me and when I looked up, the man that I married accidentally was smiling at me holding an umbrella. “Y-You. W-W-What are you doing here?” “I'm glad that I searched for you. I had a gut feeling that you need your husband, wife.” Alonzo gave out his hand.