Married Yet Alone-until My Second Chance 소설 & 이야기

Episode 15 AIDEN “Hand over the camera.” I straightened my hand over to the camera man that still had blood on the corner of his lips, his eyes stared at me with anger, shock and fear. “Aiden, what on earth do you think you’re doing!” Ryan glared. “I should be asking you the same question, What on earth is a married woman doing here with another man’s filthy hand on her waist and dressed like a fucking Stripper.” Ryan’s eye’s penetrated mine, confusion all over her face, I could guess what was going on in her head, about the contract stating we could do whatever we wanted in the marriage and it was just a paper marriage.

And my mate? He would be glad to get rid of me, at least that's the feelings I get whenever I look at him. I'm a disappointment to him, I just don't know why. I have heard rumors about him losing his first mate, she died years ago, and I would think he would be happy to find his second chance mate, but I guess not. So, being alone sounds pretty good to me at the moment. I don't have anyone.

Recalling the glaring scene, a certain part of her chest began to ache faintly. She remembered when she first married Ronan, it felt like a dream. Even when she sat in her white gown on the azure-colored bed, she could hardly believe she was truly married to Ronan. She stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, the rose petals strewn across the bed, feeling traces of sweetness in her heart. But she waited until midnight, and Ronan didn't show up. She turned on the TV, only to see Ronan entering a hotel with another woman. The headline read, "ZenithVentures CEO enjoying his wedding night with a young model, his new wife seemingly losing favor!"

A Mature man like Reed needs a companion, But Mia is off-limits. “That's sad, you should put yourself out there though, you could get lucky,” I said with s bit of sarcasm. If you're looking for companionship, it should be in the single-people market, not in my house with my wife. Numerous things were coming up to scatter the new era of my marriage. First, it was Chloe now it's Reed. Was this karma teaching me to pay for my evil deeds in the past? Mia suddenly stood up, “I want to check on what's going on in the kitchen,” she said while she walked off.

Ayda I woke up alone for the first time since coming to Dimitri’s pack. No, not Dimitri's pack. It’s our pack now. I don’t like waking up alone. I don’t like knowing that my mate is fighting a horrible battle while I sleep, but that’s Dimitri. He’s the most unselfish person I’ve ever met. I’ve just started to get out of bed when there’s a knock at the door. “Mom?”

Beatrice “Congratulations, Madam Beatrice. You're nine weeks pregnant,” my heart skipped a bit and excitement overwhelmed me the moment the doctor announced the test result I took in the hospital. My body trembled slightly and I stared at the door speechless for a while, unable to come up with the right words to say to the doctor. After five years of marriage with my husband, Ethan, I was finally pregnant with my child. My joy knew no bounds when I found out about it.

“I had my doubts. But I’ll give you guys credit… this is pretty cool.” I watched them, my heart aching in a way only a mother could understand. Two years ago, my son and I had come to Bloodmoon for a funeral, not knowing our lives were about to change forever. I had no idea that the Goddess had plans for me—that she had chosen Alex to be my second chance mate. I never would have guessed that the tragedy of my in-laws’ deaths was not some accident but a setup.

My mom playfully rolled her eyes, and I couldn't help but tease my dad further. "You're just envious," he said, wrapping his arms around my mom's waist despite being seated in his wheelchair. "For all I know, you've been single since birth. Hah! If I were you, I’d find myself a handsome gentleman before I'm the only one single and bitter left in this world." My mom giggled at my dad's jest, and I raised an eyebrow mockingly. "Oh, yeah? Are you referring to yourself, Dad?" My mom chuckled even harder, and I couldn't resist adding, "Says the one who always turned shy when Mom was around back in their generation!"

“Then trust me. I will never let anything go wrong as long as you are with me. I had always dreamt of a wedding, not lavish or luxurious, but with a man I love. I had always planned my life with Marshall, though he wasn't much of a future planner. He would always live in the moment. But I wanted to do it the way I am doing it now. The food, the rings, the decorations. I would say I am more escalated with happiness because there was a moment when I lost all my hopes in finding love. I even thought I would never get married and would have to live my life lonely. But then you came barreling into my life and knocked me out. I would understand if you want to take time, I would wait for you, I wou

will.” He pulled the blanket over us, tucking me against his side. “Get some rest. We have a wedding to plan.” I smiled, my hand finding his, fingers threading together. My engagement ring caught the candlelight, and something about it about this moment, this man, this second chance we’d been given made my heart feel too full. “I can’t wait to marry you,” I whispered. “Already married you once. Can’t wait to do it again.” He kissed the top of my head. “And this time, it’s forever.” “Forever,” I agreed, and fell asleep in his arms, knowing that some love stories were worth the second chance. Six months later. We got married on a Saturday in Gran’s garden. Small ceremony. Close friends and