Novel & Cerita Mission To Remarry Novelheart

My back hits the thick quilt covering my bed, and I whimper as Shawn pulls away, looking down at me with a mixture of longing and fear in his eyes. “Are you sure about this?” his voice is bathed in fear, and I can practically see how fast his heart is beating from the pulse point on his throat. “Make me forget him, Shawn.” My voice is low and hoarse. “I want you.” “Do you know how long I’ve waited to hear those words?” Shawn hisses through gritted teeth, his strong body hovering over mine. My fingers found the hem of his shirt, slowly lifting it over his head. My eyes catch the script tattoo on the inside of his arm, and it’s the final nail in the coffin that now houses my marriage with Jame

Habbab was the owner of my heart and he made sure to kill me. And now I have to marry a man I don't love. A man I can only see as a brother. It's wrong, everything is wrong, even the color of my Bindalli. I dropped myself into the pillows of my bed and I burst into tears as I hold my chest. It hurts so much. I'm dying inside and I can't take it anymore... But, I have to do it, I have to endure it, in order to return home with honor and protect my family, I have to marry Esat, even though it's the last thing I want to do right now...

“Marrying Demark after his father passed away was the biggest, most beautiful blessing life ever gave me. He is everything I could ever desire in a man, and his pure love? It is something so deep that I can never get from anyone else on this earth. So, in a weird way, I am actually thankful to his late father now. Because if the old man had not bought me back then, I would have never met my husband. Sometimes, Nova, your biggest blessing comes directly from the very pain you reject and fight against.” True, Nova thought deeply within her own mind, the words hitting her hard. Because after that fateful day in the past when she had randomly saved Zaydeen’s life, she would have never met Zaydee

"Your presence has been my guiding light through this tumultuous journey." Marvis, her voice carrying the weight of unspoken promise, affirmed, "Jace, our shared resilience fills me with hope. The tapestry of our unwavering love, interwoven with the pursuit of redemption, heralds the dawn of a new beginning." As Jace and Marvis continued to traverse the labyrinth of their shared journey, the resonance of their burgeoning affection reverberated within the Sullivan mansion. In a moment of vulnerability, Jace found solace in Marvis's reassuring presence, the weight of unspoken longing heavy on his shoulders.

He wanted to calm down and consummate the marriage after getting to know her well. With this chance of rebirth, he insisted on choosing me despite the accusation of being ungrateful. During the first few days of our marriage, he did not touch me because he was afraid of sacrificing, and I would have difficulties remarrying if I got pregnant. I hugged him tightly and called him a fool. The next day, Flora arrived early, accompanied by Elaine. She arrogantly walked in front and shouted as soon as she entered, "Sally, come out! I want my husband back!"

ISABELLA'S POV I nearly had a miscarriage. I can never forgive Ryan for what he caused. He’s nothing but a cruel man obsessed with attention and wealth. I can’t wait to see his downfall after his so-called first love leaves him for another man. I hate him so much that I’m even considering exposing our marriage to the public. No one knows I’m married to him except both our families. I wonder what would happen to him if people discovered his disgusting behavior. I’m sure his so-called lover would abandon him, leaving him broken, weak, and hurt.

“Of course, you probably know what happens next.” Grayson stared up at the ceiling of the suite. “Does Cunningham know that you have information about it?” “Scumbag’s playing hardball, if I may say,” Benedict grumbled. Reaching for the document on his lap, Grayson read the agreement that Callum had laid out. Maya, or rather Rachel Hamilton will not be asking for anything from their marriage. It also stated there that the marriage must be considered null and void because she was not in her right state of mind due to the drug that she had taken. Attached also is the written testimony of her stepmother, who wrote that she was paid fifty million dollars by Dexter Cunningham to permit Rachel to m

Thinking that she got heart attack because of me, always make me sleepless. From the childhood they took care of us and now when it's my responsibility i don't want to run from that. But my sister is also right They need someone who can fill our place to some extent. Because even if i don't want to separate from them but due to work i spend most of the time in office. Looking back at my Past relationship two questions are coming in my mind Should i take the risk?? Should i give chance to Marrige??

“I mean, you've broken all the rules in the agreement.” I scoffed again. The thread of humour tightened in my chest. “I see no reason why I wouldn't do that again.” The way we were talking, it was too formal. It was as if two robotic human beings were having the most normal conversations ever. But right now, this was the best I could do. I wasn't feeling this fake marriage story anymore—the only thing that mattered was getting Camille the justice she deserves. His voice dropped softer when he spoke next. “Is there anything you’d like to know before we move forward?”

I didn't know if the man I’d married was ever coming back, or if he’d just driven off into the night to become someone else entirely. Or what I had gotten myself into. All I knew was that, I missed my family. "I don't know," I said honestly, my voice trembling. I looked over at Remo. He was a mess, his face was swollen, blood was matting his hair, and he was clutching his ribs but he was alive. I reached out, my fingers trembling as I brushed a stray hair away from Adelina’s forehead. My wedding ring, the diamond that was supposed to represent a new beginning caught the light.