Mistake Marriage Novels & Stories

I forewarned, my voice a mixture of disbelief and surprise as I glared at the man who's to be my husband, his face rounded up in a smirk. "I don't think we can talk anytime soon. First, handle your husband, and then we get the chance to talk there." So he said, before walking off without giving me an audience. "Why? Do you want to cut this off since you discovered we are getting married to each other and we had sex?" "You don't need to say it,it was an act of mistake fuelled by alcohol, and I don't want a reminder for it. You should consider that our own mistake instead. "I tell him, cutting him short before he can complete his sentence.

Lilliana was also a little anxious as she said, "My dear son-in-law, you need to listen to your mother-in-law when she says you've made a terrible mistake. The one you intended to marry is Sherlyn, not Corinne!" Marvin had his 'I-am-your-father-in-law' attitude all the same and spoke authoritatively, "Listen to me, my son-in-law! You were supposed to marry my eldest daughter, Sherlyn, and you chose my younger daughter, Corinne, by mistake on the wedding day! This is a misunderstanding that we must correct!"

Maybe the divorce would really put her out of the market. "I am sorry that my situation would put you at a disadvantage," he said remorseful. "I was once so invested in getting a nice wedding and a lovely marriage where everything is perfect but after being dumped on my wedding day marriage became a nightmare to me and the reason I married you was because I was ashamed of leaving without a marriage certificate. After the divorcee. I would live a nice quiet life" she told him. Maybe the divorce would be her liberation.

Or because of the feeling that has been buried deep in me. I knew I was putting myself into a hell of trouble and I did not rethink it at all. I should stop myself before it is too late. I run away just like Daphne did but here was sitting before the mirror and getting myself married for a wedding I had planned for someone else and it turned out it was my wedding after all. And that brought a question to my mind. How come I never thought about how my wedding would be like?

Not only do I not know him, I don’t understand him, and I’m afraid I don’t much like him. I don’t like my husband. It’s like a clanging in my ears. A death knell. I have made a monumental, humongous, terrifying mistake. I have an instinctive, desperate longing for Fliss, but at the same time I realize I can never, never admit this to her. I’ll have to stay married to Ben and pretend everything’s OK till the end of my days. It’s too embarrassing otherwise. OK. So that’s my fate. I feel quite calm about it. I married the wrong man and must simply live with it in misery forever. There’s no other way.

He doesn't want the whole world to know that she is getting married to him, or that she would be his wife, and so that is the reason why the wedding is happening in secret. "Put your signatures down here Mr Eric." The marriage officiant said to Eric. Eric did as he was told, and signed the document. "Now, it's your turn to sign Alicia. Once you put your signature on the marriage paper, you will be officially Mr Eric's wife." The marriage officiant said, placing the paper infront of Alicia. Alicia read the document, and wished she had done the same thing to the contract she signed with Eric. With her fingers holding the pen tightly, she pen down her signature.

Kimberly POV That really happened, woah, Jake really got some guts, I say to Violet on the phone. She narrated all that happened at the dinner and all I can say was that if this marriage is happening then these two are really fated for each other , cause knowing Violet's mum, her only child can't marry someone with a character like Jake. I feel so guilty but I can't tell Violet that I put her in this predicament. Sure they were still going to marry with or without the mate bond, but me telling their parents they were mates made them more intent on getting them married. If only I kept my mouth shut.

Anna inquired curiously. "I had gone to visit Hannah for business reasons but when I got to her apartment, she seemed drunk and out of it. She mistook me for Dylan and I couldn't bring myself to admit I wasn't him. I took advantage of her confused state and slept with her. It was a mistake, a stupid, terrible mistake that lasted one night." The truth landed with the force of a physical blow. Anna felt the blood drain from her face. It was worse than she had imagined. Not just a crush or a flirtation—a physical betrayal, one that had been eating at Liam for a while.

This night, he spoke to himself in a sort of preponderant soliloquy: “that Vivian is a smoggy mirror, reflecting a society of undergraduates that have gone rotten, full of maggots and evil plans, not considering what the constitution said about the act of marriage and divorce.” He swiveled the chair and stood up, and said, “We accept our mistakes and make excuses for them. Can we not accept and excuse those of our marriage partner? Our foes? Our aggressor? Our defaulter? We doubtless will acknowledge that we make mistakes, but do we become defensive and reluctant to admit to a specific mistake? Do we have the insight to comprehend that this reluctance to admit being in the wrong is typical o

“Do you want to wait longer? We can wait. A year, two, whatever you need. We don’t have to rush.” He did not soften. “I’m saying I don’t want to marry you.” The room seemed to tilt. Her lips parted, then closed again. She let out a small, disbelieving laugh before she could stop herself. “You don’t want to marry me,” she repeated, the words sounding absurd in her mouth. “Liam, that doesn’t make sense. We’re already engaged.” “That was a mistake,” he replied coolly. Her laugh came again, sharper this time. “A mistake,” she echoed. “So what, this was all a misunderstanding? The ring, the announcements, the plans? You woke up this morning and decided none of it mattered?”