Mistake Marriage Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Because of you. Because of police. Because of luck." "Because of your strength. Your courage. Your refusal to let him win." "He's in prison. Twenty years. Appeal denied. He lost everything." "And you gained everything." We sit in silence. Honoring what happened here. What almost happened. Finally, we visit the botanical garden. Where we got married. Where we chose each other officially. The conservatory is open to the public. We walk through. Remembering. "This is where it became real," I say. "Where we promised forever. In front of everyone."

Her panic filled the room, sharp but I barely looked at her before turning back to the officiant. “There has to be a mistake somewhere. I’d know if I were married.” I said firmly, not out of certainty but at how ridiculous it even sounded. The middle aged man swallowed, visibly nervous now, his fingers shaking as he typed on his computer, likely trying to confirm that he was seeing things. But a second later, he turned the screen slightly toward me to show my marriage status on their database. “Sir, as you can see here,the marriage is registered and legally binding.” “No,” Violet cut in, her chair scraping loudly against the floor as she stood. “No, that’s not possible. He’s supposed to be m

“King Abel can keep dreaming because the throne is in good hands, and if I decide to marry, it’ll be out of love, and that’s final.” “Did you love the girl you married in Las Vegas?” Father spoke up for the first time. He laughed at his own joke while Lord Crawford joined him. It was an unfortunate event that I had to be reminded of for the past six years. Yes, I got married, and yes, it was a mistake. It was a short marriage that had gotten annulled as fast as it had happened. It was completely erased from existence, so there was no need to discuss it. At times I could still see her in front of me. Audrey.

“You married a stranger?” I scoff out laughter. “We were best friends in college. I helped him with homework, and he helped me through some breakups. The whole thing, then we went on a trip with a group of friends to Vegas, where he begged me to marry him. I figured he was such a good friend, why not marry my actual best friend? The biggest mistake of my life. It took him all but a month to change. I should have left at the first red flag, but my mother talked me into staying. By month six, I needed to get out, but she just kept telling me the first year is an adjustment period. She assured me that the issue must be me, because he clearly stated that he wanted me home more. So, I h

Edwin said, and I sighed heavily. I thought about the moments that I had shared with Celine. It was a total contrast with what I shared with Clara. And I assumed maybe Edwin was right. If Celine loved me she could have returned. "You might be right, bro. It's frustrating that Celine would leave without saying proper goodbye to me. I wish I could see her again. I wish I could stop her from leaving my house that evening. I made the biggest mistake of my life that night because she was my wife and the woman that I got married to, not her two-faced twin sister," I said, and Edwin sighed.

“Have you lost your mind? You want to marry my daughter? As a solution?” “It’s not a real marriage,” I said, forcing the words out. They tasted like ash. “It’s a contract, a business arrangement. We get married. She meets the company’s requirement and gets her position back. Martin loses his power. It’s simple.” “Simple?” Arthur roared, slamming his glass down on the mantle. “You think marrying my daughter is simple? Do you have any idea what you’re asking?”

His voice carried across the venue as he spoke about love, commitment, and the journey of marriage. Normally, I would have listened. Today, however, I couldn't care less. Every second felt like an eternity. All I wanted was for the ceremony to end so I could spend every remaining moment beside my wife and the future family we were about to build together. As the pastor continued speaking, I felt a gentle nudge against my arm. Turning my head, I found her smiling up at me. “I guess...” she whispered between chuckles, “I was really lucky to marry the wrong groom back then.”

He raised an eyebrow at me, he must not have believed that I coukd say something back to him. "Why the fuck are you peeping on people having sex?" "Why woukd you be having sex with her?" I asked back. "Shes the woman I'm going to get married to" he answered me as he walked inside and slammed the door shut. I scoffed loud enough for him to hear, "bullshit, why are you even getting married to her, why did you decide to make such a huge mistake?" He shook his head, "we were the ones that made a mistake, what happened between us was a mistake".

"Getting married means a lifetime commitment Earl John. You can't get married to a person that you just know, even it will make you excited because of adrenaline. Because it's not really possible.." "It was a mistake the first time, you're going to add another mistake?" I stood up as I shook my seat. "Sorry, but I won't. Maybe I'm like a jerk in what I'm doing and what I look like now, but it doesn't mean that I am desperate on having a husband. This fuvking buddy set up is okay to me. I don't want it to happen again and increase my sin and wrong decision.." "A mistake needs a solution, not another mistake. I am sorry Ej, but I am really disappointed in you, I thought you were mature enough.

"You seem much more calm now, and I understand what you're trying to say. I know you feel as if what you're doing isn't enough, and I'm going to tell you that what you're doing is enough. You've done the best you could with what you were given, and you always put us first. It was wrong of me to say that you don't care about us. The kids love you; they are just mad at you for not hearing their side of the story when it comes to disciplining them. You just get so angry at them that they shut down emotionally." "I know, and that's about to change. While I was in Vegas, I married someone, and it wasn't by mistake; it was accidental, because there's a major difference between mistake and accident