Married To Mr Popular Novels & Stories

"Our Mr. Fulcher is not only young and wealthy, but he’s also even more handsome than a celebrity. He maintains a clean personal life. Except for his wife, no woman can get close to him." The receptionist's voice carried a tinge of regret as she continued, "Unfortunately... I heard he recently had some problems with his wife and got divorced. I wonder who’ll be lucky enough to marry him in his next marriage." Of course, it would be none other than Diana! Diana had never been so happy in her life. She couldn't believe that news of Julian loving her had spread so widely.

She was truly stressing a lot now. Mrs. Poppy and Everlee return to the room. The doctor told them what was wrong with Paris and went his way. "You can't be allowing yourself to be sick for you'll be getting married soon," Mrs. Poppy told Paris. "Married," Everlee repeated clueless about what was happening. Paris's head lowered sadly knowing she didn't truly accept his offer yet. She just hated disappointing her mother. "Yes, she's getting married," Mrs. Poppy told Everlee excitedly.

He said holding nervous Adele's hands. “Get out” she said to Adele for Harden to scoff. “Mom, you should leave, I’ve warned you to stop barging into my privacy like that. Now I’m married and my wife and I will need that privacy” he said for Maria to still not understand what was going on. “Married? To who Harden?” Maria angrily ask for Harden to sigh. “Mrs. Adele McCall” he declared…..

Jenny is eating the food her mother sent her from home, while Roy and I are eating the cafeteria food. Continuing to tell us the news, Jenny said: "Everyone says that Mr. Meyer married a common person, far from the artistic or high society environment of the city, that's why he had a private wedding, so secret that you couldn't even see him or the bride leaving the church. How lucky! His wife is someone like us, middle class, who is now rich and married such a handsome man..." Hearing what the media was saying about me, a cold sweat runs down my back, unable to help but get a little nervous.

A defeat was easier if it was to a worthy opponent; such was the nature of people. It would be a hard pill to swallow when the victor was someone lesser as no amount of talking could let anyone get over it. Now the media was aware that Zachary married the girl to thank her for saving his nana’s life. Nevertheless, the couple spent time together and started to develop feelings for each other after the marriage. “Mr. York, how do you get along with your wife?” “The same as how other couples get along. There’s nothing peculiar about the way we do things.”

"I know her! We used to be in the same high school. She's not just super smart, she's a genius! She skipped lots of grades. Later on, I heard that she got married in secret. I didn't expect that she had gotten married to Mr. Miller!" The people who mocked Ethan for being a jerk in the past had now changed their minds. After all, many people in this world judged a book by its cover. People loved stories of broken relationships getting mended. Many people in the audience were overwhelmed and wished the couple well. Smiling, the host looked at the two. "Looks like you're quite the popular couple. Mr. Miller, you've never attended an event like this before. Can you tell us why you accepted the i

Arden were given luxurious trips to Hawaii, London, China, and all the countries they want to visit. Of course, Candy and John are inseparable. They live inside the mansion’s exclusive room. They all live there but the room of John has a special place for Candy, although Candy has a separate room for her. *** After so many years, Mr. and Mrs. Arden have grown old already. Candy also could no longer see because of old age. Drew and Jette have become one of the richest business tycoons all over the world. John continued to vlog and now has over 5 Billion Dollars’ worth of assets.

Now he’s kneeling in the middle of a crowded café, holding out a ring that sparkles under the lights like it’s mocking me. My chest tightens. This is my worst nightmare. Not wolves. Not ghosts. Not death. Attention. Dozens of eyes are glued to me. Curious. Excited. Judgmental. Some girls whisper, some giggle, others stare like I’m some kind of celebrity. But I’m not. I’m the girl who sits at the back of the classroom. The girl who eats alone. The girl who avoids eye contact. The girl with secrets. “Luna,” Ethan says again, his voice shaking. “Please. I love you. Marry me.”