Marshall Love Is Blind Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"I just want to leave, Grace. I beg you." "Too bad, I can't let you go, darling. Mr. Marco is waiting for you, he really wants to meet you and repeat your wedding ceremony." Evelyn shook her head; she didn't want to marry Marco! She didn't want to spend the rest of her life in hell with that old man and Grace. "Hugo, let's put her in the car," Grace ordered. The man holding Evelyn nodded in understanding, then tried to pull Evelyn into the car, but because his hands were sweaty and slightly slippery, Evelyn felt she could easily free her hand.

A blind date. So, that was it. "Ms. Torrey?" Martha was momentarily stunned as she looked at Ariana. How could she be happy about her ex-fiancé going on a blind date? "Martha, I've got it. Thanks." Ariana's mood brightened at once. She guessed she wouldn't be stuck in the Lodge home much longer. Just then, her phone buzzed. It was a message from William. She quickly unlocked it to check.

Mary asked concerned that her daughter was planning to be a homewrecker. “Mom trust me they are not together, maybe they are forced into an arranged marriage but I can assure you that they are not together” “For god sake Harper, I raised you to have more dignity than this, how can you be so blinded by a man that you fail to see every other thing clearly” “Mom, I am not blinded. I love him and I know that I do not need to wait for him to come to me, I can go there and make him realize his love for me”

Marilyn's words were sharp, and she got straight to the point. If she remembered correctly, Velma was now Hugo's girlfriend. But Velma had always loved Malcolm, and Marilyn did not know why Velma suddenly became Hugo's girlfriend. But no matter whose girlfriend Velma was, she did not have the qualifications to question Marilyn like this. "It certainly has something to do with me! If not for your appearance, the person Malcolm wants to marry is me..." "Then he did not marry you before I appeared. If he truly wanted to marry you, even if I appeared, his mind wouldn't be changed.

Her hazel eyes could withhold the sweetness of honey and the kindness of a child. Maybe this was why her husband married her. Which man wouldn't want to be with such a beautiful woman? Unless the man is too blind to see her beauty. Judging from the woman's appearance, one could easily tell how exhausted she was. Unfortunately, she just arrived home from her best friend's birthday party that was held that day. Instead of a delicious dinner, she was welcomed with a divorce letter from her beloved husband. Hailey was a wife to Williams. Their marriage had only lasted for three years. Even though her parents didn't support her relationship with Williams, she still went ahead and married him.

Rage flared as they lunged forward, trying to grab me. "Lucen! You're practically our son-in-law by now! How can you just stand by and do nothing?" "If Maris hadn't insisted on being with you back then, we would never have agreed to this marriage!" "Maris is blind! She chose an ungrateful, heartless man like you!" I shook their hands off, a cold smile curling on my lips. Who, really, was the ungrateful one? My father had taken Maris under his wing, keeping her close even during experiments. And in the end, she betrayed us completely.

I glanced at the girl on my couch and then at my screen, there was not a thing related to her. She fucking stole the car? I continued to scroll down, until finally, a topic line caught my attention. JUST IN: ZAYLA HOLLIS AND LUGARD BLADE HAD FINALLY DECIDED TO TAKE THEIR RELATIONSHIP TO THE NEXT LEVEL BY GETTING MARRIED TO EACH OTHER, AFTER THREE YEARS OF DATING. No way! Lugard Blade?? I clicked on the link under the headline, and couldn't stop the anger that crawled up my chest, upon seeing the photos attached.

He went down on one knee, his eyes locked on mine as he held my hands. “Will you marry me, Michelle?” he asked softly. I froze, my eyes widening in shock. A tear slid down my cheek, and with a shaky smile I nodded quickly, my lips trembling. “Yes, Leo… a thousand times, yes.” Relief and joy lit up his face as he slipped the sparkling ring onto my finger. He stood up, leaned in and kissed me deeply, and I responded without hesitation. “I have a surprise for you,” he whispered close to my ear.

When he pulled away, pain lingered in his eyes. "Wife, do you think I’d have married you if I were truly blind? Do you think a cripple could ever satisfy you—in love or in bed? Our love game isn’t over. Were just getting started." Rihanna’s glare was cold and mocking. "Dustin, stop it. I don’t want to play anymore. We’re done!"

The sound of the ripping parchment is loud in the silent hall. Julian flinches again. I fold the pieces together and tear them again. I keep going until the document is nothing but a handful of white scraps. I open my fingers. The white pieces flutter down to the marble floor. They land on Marcella’s damp skirt. They land on Julian’s polished shoes. “Three years ago, I was blind,” I say to him. “I thought love was a duty. I thought if I bled enough for your people, you would finally see me as a human being.”