Mike He Menikah Novels & Stories

His eyes land on our intertwined hands, and his smile falters. He sees it too. We're all silent for a while, looking at each other. It feels like the room is holding its breath, waiting for someone to break the silence. “Dad?” Mike finally speaks. “Wait a minute… You two got married?” I don't get a chance to answer because Mabel screams, “What the fuck!”

he says. Why would she lie...? With the pair of them standing there.... ".... Mike, tell me what the right of this is." Michael inhales then, his voice even, says, "Ben, Kirstie's telling you the truth." His arms folded, calmly he watches his brother. Ben backs away, his mouth slack. "You're seriously telling me that you married a woman, and you shared her with another man?" Michael's voice remains level. "No, I'm telling you that he shared her with me, and then I married her."

“Mike? There’s nothing much to say about him.” Trina gasped, looking personally offended. “God forbid you call that nonsense you just said a gist. I want to hear everything, I mean the tea pouring out of the cup. How you met, what happened, have you guys started dating—” I groaned, rubbing my temples. “Trina, please. Take it slow.” Her smile widened. “That means there’s something to tell.” I exhaled. “For your information, we’re not dating. He’s the son of someone related to my dad’s business, but… sadly, not just any kind of related.” My voice dropped slightly. “I’m going to marry Mike soon.”

“Marriage isn’t really on my radar right now. But who knows? Mike Jordan could wake up one day and just… do it. Get hitched in six months or something.” Six months? That’s what the crazy woman from earlier said... the one who came in as my plus-one. She claimed her wedding was in six months. I glance at Mike, then back toward where Olivia disappeared. No. It’s ridiculous. Can’t be Mike, right? “Anyway,” Mike says, “what about you? You married?” He points at Ace. Ace gives one of his signature slow grins. “I am, actually. Lovely wife. Career woman. Couldn’t make it here, sadly… too much on her plate.”

Attractive face. “I’m Mike.” He offers his hand. I shake it. “Nice to meet you, Mike. I’m Liana.” Within minutes, Jenny’s deep in conversation with the other guy. Laughing. Flirting. Me? I’m contributing about one word per response. Which, to Mike’s credit, doesn’t seem to discourage him. “So…” He leans an elbow against the bar. “Want to go back to my place after this?” Well. That escalated quickly. “Oh, actually… I thought you’d noticed.” I lift my left hand and wiggle my fingers slightly, letting the ring catch the light. “I’m married.”

He asked her with a smile. "Yeah." She shook her head. "But, why are they separated now?" Mike stroked his chin for a while, he had a saddened expression. "That I don't know, I was on a collaboration in England and when I was back, they were divorced, and even when I tried to talk to him, he didn't reveal!" He said slowly. The waiter came and dropped the tray of expensive wine on the glass, she motioned to Mike and Natasha, before she bowed.

When we finally reached Adam's office, the door opened, and there he was—his friend, a friendly face with a warm smile typical of a doctor. “Mike! It’s so good to see you!” Adam said as he extended his hand. Mike shook it firmly and then, with a slightly awkward glance in my direction, introduced me. “Adam, this is Emily. She’s my wife.” Adam’s eyes widened, his surprise barely concealed. “Oh, wow. I didn’t know you two were already... Well, I didn’t know. Congratulations, I guess?” Mike chuckled, a little nervously. “Well, it’s quite a secret, so I hope you’ll keep it a secret too. Not many people know yet anyway. There are a few reasons for that, but I can’t explain them right now.”

At the moment, Mike stood on stage as he recited a heartfelt speech of his goodwill and joy for the happily married couple. "Hello everyone!" Mike began holding his Champaign glass in his left hand and the microphone in his right. "It's such a privilege to be standing here as the best man for my long time best friend, Sebastian King's wedding." Mike glanced back at Sebastian with so much enthusiasm in his eyes, "To be honest I never thought I'd ever get to see this day. Because it might be no surprise to all of you that my friend is kind of a... Cynic." Some people chuckled hearing that, and looking back at Sebastian Mike grinned seeing him raise a brow at him.

"It's a nice day for a wedding." "It's absolutely beautiful. I never imagined you'd be here," she said breathlessly. "I can't even believe…" He shrugged. "I got an invitation and I was in town, so…here I am." She smiled at him. "I've seen you on television. You do really well." Michael grinned. "It beats working for a living," he said. Just then Mike returned from the restroom. He glanced at Michael and protectively put his hand on the small of Maggie's back. Maggie cleared her throat. "Mike, this is Michael. Michael, meet Mike. My fiancé."

“Now that I have done what you want let my husband go,he needs to go to the hospital” I said. “I am not done” he said. “What do you mean by you are not done? I have signed the divorce documents ? You shot my husband already ? What else do you want?! I yelled at him. “ Our wedding? He said. “ What wedding? I asked. “ you have signed a divorce document that made him your ex and I am your present, your wedding dress and every other accessories is ready, I will release your husband when we both become official” Mike said.