Marry My Husband Manhwa Read Novels & Stories

Aurelia's POV "Do you, Aurelia Marissa Gianni, take, Judah Alessio Bianco, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" " I do," I said then zoned out and moved as a robot being controlled by its owner for the rest of the ceremony until it was time to kiss the groom. The cold hard stare and the tight line of my husband's lips were evident enough to tell that this man didn't want to kiss me as much as I didn't want to kiss him.

The worst situation she feared came true after all. Her husband....was comatose. She married not only a crippled but a comatose husband. *****

Yvana I must act quickly before that girl from Maïeil turns her head away from my husband. He only has eyes for her. Yesterday at the party organized by his father, I was invisible to his eyes. Who knows what he would have been able to do with Maïeil? He devoured her downright with his gaze during this evening. Luckily I was wise enough not to let it slip through my fingers. It remains for me now to put pressure on him to stop the date of our wedding. It looked like he wasn't even interested in that. But I don't intend to sit still until we get married.

I accept. ******* The wedding happens so quickly, within a blink of an heir. Throughout the preparation, Camden made sure none of his family members were aware of it. After preparing the necessary things, we got married at the court. Simple and plain with just his few business partners presented. And just like that, I became the wife of one of the richest men in the country. Standing in front of the mirror later, I stared at my reflection, still trying to understand what he saw in me. “Baby!” His voice echoed in my ears, making me turn.

My heart thudded painfully in my chest. I didn’t know what to feel. I didn’t know what to say. His lips kept moving along my neck, his teeth grazing my skin while his hand slid beneath my mesh top, reaching my bare breast. “After all…” he murmured softly against my ear. “I’m the only one, right?” His grip tightened slightly. “I’m your husband, You’re my Ruyi… and once we pay the debt.. we can live happily after in your dream house by the waters and flowers ”

"God, I can't wait for us to get married. I badly wanted to call you my husband." "You can still call me your husband now. For practice." I teased and Giovanni shut me up with a full kiss on my mouth, slipping his tongue into my mouth. "I love you, husband." "I love you too, husband." And just like that, I am going to marry the love of my life and spend the rest of my life with him. Together with our daughter, our family and our cats. Nothing, I repeat, nothing will make me stop loving him. Giovanni Marino is mine now. Till death do us part.

She had enough of humiliation from his side. MARIA AHWAAN'S POV He is close, yet so far. He was right, he is not mine. I am not his. In few minutes he is going to accept her as his wife and I will be left broken by him again. Yes, today is his is nikaah with Asmara.

Damon suddenly cut off Henry in mid sentence which made Henry shock. "Yes." Damon answered making Henry taken a back suddenly. "What?" Henry asked. "Yes, Uncle Henry... I am happy with my wife right now!" Damon answered and Henry blinked his eyes not believing how he can be happy with his forced marriage. "You are happy with Riya?" Henry asked once again tying to hope he heard wrong but no. He isn't wrong. "Yes. I am. No matter what... Riya is my Wife now! I should be happy with her and I am. She is perfect wife for me. Now and... forever!" Damon answered closing his eyes and gulped his saliva down his throat.

Said Sehun while throwing Chandra with a peanut shell. “If you want to get hot, you don’t have to date, Chan. Just look for an open BO lot.” “It’s not a problem with the groin. But I really can’t fulfill my commitment. I don’t want to get married because I’m insecure, if I marry Anna, maybe Anna will become a widow.” Chandra said making his friend shake his head.

Then— “So… what is it?” There it is. I take a slow breath. My fingers grip the edge of the spoon. I don’t look up. “I got married,” I whispered. Splash! He chokes so hard he nearly drops the food. “What?!” I don’t flinch. “I’m pretty sure you’re not deaf,” I said. “Say that again!” “I got married, Dongju.” He stares at me like I just admitted to robbing a bank. His voice shakes. “Where is he now? Did something happen? Are you running away from him?”