Novel & Cerita More Than A Married Couple Chapter 68

Nothing good comes whenever I feel this way. The room is awfully quiet except for Keenan’s laboured breath and my heavily pounding heart. His hands planted on his hips and his eyes fixated on the ceiling as if he’s thinking about all the regretful things he’s done in his life. “What’s wrong?” I ask in a panic because I wonder if he’s also recollecting the events that happened last night in part like I am and regretting it. “Apparently we did more than get drunk and naked last night,” He lifts the paper certificate from the bar counter and shows it to me, “we got married.”

"I'm going to make it worth your while. Just name any price and I'll double it." "I said I do not want your money. Marry me, and you're going to be on the news tomorrow for something other than business." She retorted, feigning anger. "C'mon now, I just lost my wife six months back, it would be a disrespect to her if I marry someone else this early..." "I don't care," Mia cut him off rudely. "Okay, okay." He threw his hands in surrender, sweat had broken from all over his body and even with the A/C on, the room still felt very hot.

Hopefully, a marriage that started with the word 'forced' would end happily. "Okay, Nolan," Catherin replied shortly but with a smile at her husband. "In this house, there is 1 house assistant, 1 gardener, and 1 security guard. Starting tomorrow, there will be a driver for you so there will be 2 drivers living in this house," continued Nolan, who was still explaining. Catherin nodded, listening to him. Starting tonight, Catherin finally slept in a comfortable bed, alone. Catherin didn't care what Nolan's plans were after their move. But Catherin was grateful that she no longer had to share a bed with her husband, who was still acting erratic.

He turned around, not looking at me. I kept staring at the guy on the ground, he was still paralyzed. Suddenly, I felt Harris hand grabbing my wrist, leading me out of the club… *********************** Chloe’s POV: They always say ‘if you want to know if something is truly yours, you have to let it go. If it comes back to you, then it’s yours. If it doesn’t, then it was never meant to be! Mine got married. I smirked as I read that statement on the magazine. putting it away, I stood walking out of the house. Time to see Harris, I called him but he didn’t pick, that lizard totally changed him.

Jane wanted to move away, she willed her legs to move but they remained stuck to the floor. "I've always loved you Jane, I just didn't know how to show it to you." Marcus stretched out his hand to hold her face. Jane quickly returned to her senses and moved away from him. The last time they had tried to have such kind of conversation, it didn't end well for her. "But if you can give me another chance to show you..." "I'm sorry Marcus, our chapter has ended. Caleb and I are married now," Jane cut in. Marcus stepped close to her.

** (Word count: 2012) --- **Chapter 5: Shattered Vows** "You fat, worthless embarrassment. Get out of my son’s house and out of his life." Victoria Brownish’s voice cut like ice through the elegant penthouse living room. Chloe stood frozen, the divorce papers trembling in her hands. One year of marriage — one year of passionate nights, tender mornings, and whispered promises — shattered in an instant. "This isn’t possible," Chloe said, her voice breaking. "Asher loves me. He told me so just yesterday. Where is he? I need to hear this from him."

I journal that night: "Two weeks married. Honeymoon over. Real life begins tomorrow. And I'm ready. We're ready. The peace we found at the coast—we're bringing it home. We're building a life that includes joy, not just survival. That prioritizes us, not just crisis management. We're married. Actually married. And it feels right. Completely right. Finally right. Tomorrow, reality. But we're ready. Together. Always together. Forever." Tomorrow comes. New chapter begins. But that's a story for another time. Right now— We're home. We're married. We're happy. And that's everything.

My Perfect Abrupt Marriage Chapter 3 Dalvin’s I tapped my elbows, dazedly looking at the documents in front of me. I could read but I guess it was because of that woman who dared to stomp my feet. However I think about it, it’s just aggravating that I didn’t even scold her. Had I been too complacent or charmed? I touched my throbbing forehead, unable to accept the truth that had occurred. How many days had it been— three days since I got married but my supposedly wife is nowhere to be seen?

"Papa, go ahead." Papa sighed and guided me to sit on a nearby stone bench. "As you know, Enrico won't give up searching for you easily. He's the Don of a mafia family. His methods are ruthless, his influence vast. We can protect you for now, but it's not a long-term solution. "To give you and the child a more solid foundation, and to make Enrico give up completely, I've arranged a marriage alliance for you." I stayed silent, my emotions tangled.

This wasn’t a marriage. It was a negotiation sealed with fire. Across the courtyard, she caught a glimpse of Chloe standing beneath the stone archway. The girl’s expression was unreadable. But beside her Sameer looked like a volcano ready to erupt. Circle Six: Health and Longevity “With the sixth step, you vow to share in health and sickness.” The fire crackled louder. Elena’s chest tightened. Health. Sickness. Her father’s pale face appeared again in her mind. The surgery. The delay.