Mistake Marriage Novels & Stories

He couldn't believe I went through so much torture in his short absence. Cassius was on the ground, staring at us in confusion. "D-Donald? I thought you were—" Donald looked at him with ice-cold fury. "A useless piece of shit that's only in a coma? Can't believe I'm standing up right now?" Cassius trembled, and his mother was grasped by fear. Donald handed me to the doctor and slowly closed in on them. "A snake and her equally venomous spawn. I knew it was a mistake letting you marry into the family."

The rain had st⁠arted again, soft against the windows. “You ever t‍hink,” she murmured, “that maybe we wer‍e suppose‌d to mee‍t the w‌rong way to find the righ‍t thing?” I look⁠ed down at her‍. “You think we met⁠ the‌ wron‍g way?⁠” “Getting married by accident isn’‍t exactl‌y tradition⁠al.” I lau‌ghed quietly. “Maybe no‌t.‍ But I think it was the on⁠ly way I would’ve let‌ you close en⁠ough.”

Owen admitted, not looking the least bit sorry. Zazu let out a soft gasp. “Oh my God. You actually got married in Vegas” “No!” I said quickly, shooting Owen a warning look. “We are getting it annulled. It was a mistake, obviously.” Lauren shook her head, clearly struggling to process the absurdity of the situation. “Why are you getting annulled? You are getting married in a few months ,aren't you?” “Because it does not feel right. Yeah.” I insisted. “It does not feel right that we got married and we do not remember anything about it.” This excuse is ridiculous . Lauren looked like she was trying to understand this but was failing miserably.

they replied in unison, their voices echoing in the small room, a moment they would both remember for different reasons. “Do you, Dylan Blackwood, take Emily Green to be your lawfully wedded wife?” the clerk began, her monotone voice nearly drowning out the weight of the moment. "Dylan?" Emily echoed in confusion, glancing nervously at him. "Daryl," he feigned correction, a disarming smile plastered on his face. “The clerk must have made a mistake in reading my handwriting,” he lied with practiced ease.

I stumbled out of the hospital in a daze. The doctor had been smiling just moments ago, congratulating me on how healthy the baby was. Then, she casually asked, "When are you planning to register your marriage with the father?" I froze. I told her we had been married for five years. The doctor frowned and checked the system again. Finally, she turned the screen toward me. [Marriage Registration: None.] Five years ago, Enrico Salvatore slipped a ring onto my finger himself and told me all the paperwork had been taken care of. He said his position in the mafia made it inconvenient to go public.

I mean, if Jimena wasn't truly pregnant and I divorced Ana, who was carrying my twins, then I made one hell of a mistake. I chose Jimena, the liar, over Ana, who was genuine. Shit, shit, shit! This is not fucking up; this was like losing a diamond while collecting a stone, as the quote says. Only that diamond was rare and can’t be found anymore, and even if I were to find it, it would be too late, as someone else picked it up. Fuck! Ending the call with Juliette without warning, I searched for my assistant Vanessa’s contact and pressed the call button.

he asked more cautiously. "A… what?" I blinked, taken aback by his words. A marriage of convenience," he repeated blandly, his voice soothing. "Not an actual marriage-a commercial agreement, more like it. Would serve to give you a chance to fight back, show Luke that he doesn't have possession over you." I gazed at him in an effort to comprehend what he was telling me. "You mean… a contract marriage?" "Precisely," he said, his voice flat. "It would be a partnership-one in which you are calling the shots. You'd have the freedom to rebuild your life with Luke not hanging over your head.

I didn't want to stoop so low and prove my family as POOR like he assumed. I still failed to understand what he wanted from me. Was this obsession? Obsessed over someone you barely knew. That one night stand was the biggest mistake I ever made. I knew I shouldn't have drank that much. Who would save me from this? I got myself into something I couldn't escape for the rest of my life or maybe for the six months of the contract but who could tell if he would hold me captive and keep threatening me until our marriage becomes everlasting. “The wedding has been moved to three weeks," he informed as we both walked out of the building.

Adefunke explained, “Do you really want to get married to someone that doesn't love you, why can't you find someone else that will love you?“ Damilola said, “Order from the above, It's not easy to waves by the side, we need to continue with the wedding preparation” Adefunke explained, and If we refused to get married, It will affect our parents financially, and all the avenues to make money will be blocked, probably, our lives might be gone for It” Adefunke explained In details, “Why” Damilola asked, “I don't know, but I have seen some samples from the past rulling party members” Adefunke retorted,

Maybe she wouldn't have felt the need to be with Martin. She shook her head in exasperation one more time as she vigorously combed through her hair, making sure that each and every strand on her head was sleek. She caught a glimpse of the comb and saw that it was tangled up in several strands of her hair. She did care about Martin, but she wasn't sure what the future held for the two of them. She was a mated adult wolf. She could not tell a lie to herself about it, because the truth was that she had never loved Martin in the first place. It was a mistake, a one-night stand. She smiled bitterly, knowing that if her father found out about her affair, he'd have a heart attack. She promised hers