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I love Mister handsome and find it surreal that I'm marrying him, whom I detested from the moment I laid eyes on him. Currently! The priest turned to face me and nodded, instructing me to read the book he had given over to me. I summon the strength to speak by licking my lower lips. "In the name of God, I Cornelia Jamarreon, take you Arthur Alanson to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish, until death separates us." I read aloud, and tears that I had been keeping back battled their way as they rolled down from my eyes.

"Because I know that the marriage between you two is not fake!" I shrugged and sighed. "Yes, our marriage is not fake," I admitted directly. "Now I will ask you. I am his wife right now, so where is your courage to tell me to take my husband away from me now? And which of the two of us has more rights now?" "Your marriage is only on paper! So don't expect your marriage to be real!"

He asked his wife. Casey bit her lips and sighed. "It's enough for me to marry you twice," she said laughing at her husband. "You know that it's okay for me to marry you again because—" "Because what?" Casey replied. He smiled widely. "Because I love you. You're the woman I love. I'll never get tired marrying you again. To marry a woman like you is the most happiest celebration of my life. Our wedding is the happiest celebration I have experienced in my whole life. So, I would never get tired marrying a woman like you again. If I could marry you every day, my love for you would become as deep as the ocean. I'll get drown for loving you, baby." Her cheeks turned into red.

Her sweet giggles died as her eyes bulged out the moment I went down on one knee. "Caesar I....uhmmm are you okay?" She swallowed loudly. "Never been okay before, I should be asking you that. So Chloe Perry Adams, will you make everything easy and meaningful by giving me a chance to be your husband? In short, will you marry me?" My heart was thrumming so hard, I was afraid she might say no. "No." And my fears were confirmed. "What?" That didn't come from me, It came from Martha who we didn't hear come in.

Chapter 177 Ellie I don't think I'm ever going to get married . I don't want to believe what happened just really happened. I woke up this morning next to the person I thought who's going to be my happy ever after. Just yesterday I was a happy person I had everything I ever wanted. My boyfriend who I thought was going to be my husband was under one roof with me and our son. It's too bad that on the day he said that he loved me and he wanted to be with me for keeps , he goes and breaks my heart.

she utter moving closer holding my two hands "What?!" I exclaim "Erm....I don't understand you Ma" I said confused "please Maryam I want you to marry my son,marry him and change him for good please" "What are you saying Ma, to marry your son? Someone that I don't even know? I don't love him which I'm very sure he won't me too" "I know Maryam but please can you do this for my sake? Actually at first I wanted to come and meet your parent........"

I'm not close to anyone, I'm close to him. Why did I marry Arnav? He's so handsome. I feel attached to him though I don't remember anything. But I can not forget him. How could I be so cruel and unfair to him? I need a phone. I'm in London. I also need money to make a call to him. Will he talk to me? I need to hear from him. It also feels wrong when I'm married. There should be only my husband's name in my mind, in my heart and my soul.

Even someone as mild as me couldn't hold back the fire burning inside. I shook off the hands gripping my shoulders and hissed, "Evelyn, I'm warning you, I'm Adrian's wife. Everything you're wearing and every jewel on your neck is our marital property. If you let me go now, we can pretend this never happened. Otherwise—" Before I could finish, Evelyn threw her head back and laughed again, the sound dripping with venom. "So, that's why you're acting all high and mighty. You're trying to steal my husband! You disgusting tramp. If I don't deal with you now, more homewrecking wench like you will start lining up!"

His eyes followed me, brow furrowed. When I reached him, I didn’t stop right away. Instead, I placed my hands on his shoulders. He flinched, just slightly. And that almost made me laugh. I leaned in just enough for my voice to drop, softer now. “My dear husband…” I tilted my head, my gaze locking into his. “Let’s have an open marriage.” Silence. Yes, I would serve him that hot dish first.

"Let's go." I stared at the marriage certificate in my hand, feeling strangely disconnected from reality. I had actually done it—married a man I'd known for less than two hours. A man who might be my fated mate, but who would never know I was his equal in power, not the submissive Beta or Omega he assumed me to be. I followed my new husband to the car, wondering what I'd gotten myself into.