Novel & Cerita My Blissful Marriage Novel

I took a deep breath, opening my mouth to speak, but Davy beat me to it. “No,” he shook his head firmly, his gaze on me, letting me see and hear his opinion. “Anna is her own person, so she can do whatever she likes. It is a marriage, a partnership, not ownership. And honestly, who cares? I am hopelessly in love with my wife; shouldn’t it be a good thing? I admit I overlook a lot of things, but this is our marriage, and we will do as we please as long as it works for us.”

Choosing me with open eyes after everything Alessa had put him through. I lay beside him in the early morning light, my head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. His arm was wrapped around me possessively, his fingers tracing slow patterns on my bare back. The penthouse was quiet except for our breathing. No drama. No public accusations. No Alessa’s latest spectacle waiting to explode. This was what marriage could be, I thought. Not a cage. Not a sacrifice. But a partnership between two people who had already proven they could stand alone — and now chose to stand together.

" I ask my new husband as we arrive at our hotel room. - You can't imagine how happy I am, Mrs Tariss-Blaine. Why are you so worried? How can I not be? - I want to make sure that what we have suits you, I don't want you to feel neglected or anything. - I'm listening, sweetheart. Tell me what's bothering you. He takes off his jacket, sits me down on the bed and starts taking the pins out of my hair. - Our marriage was wonderful, but so different from the one I had with James and what the one with Dereck will be, I'm afraid you'll regret thinking it's not fair. - If we'd been a normal couple, with just you and me, our marriage would have been more like the one you had with James, I won't deny

[Olivia] It's been a chaotic week since the small parlor wedding that felt more like a joke. All my family was concerned about was to make sure we registered our marriage, which we had no option to do It's my third day as a married woman. I was still at my apartment but I was finally moving to Lucas's house today. I've been hesitant about moving, it didn't feel real, we've drafted our contract specifically including every detail that is supposed to keep the marriage going for six months which was the time limit I agreed on.

"We have had so many people reach out to us regarding who this mysterious woman is who has taken that man -" She looks over to him lustfully as she eyes him up and down before looking back at me "- off the market. And still stayed in such a happy marriage. Tell us, what's your secret to such a happy marriage?" I felt my body tense and my heartbeat ring through my ears, my smile was plastered on my face so you couldn't see the breakages within me. The first question was already too much, I wanted to run and run fast. I looked over to Chase who had an evil look in his eye and I knew I had to do what he said. "Well, I mean no marriage is perfect right? And we don't strive for perfection. We str

"Don't go... I was wrong. Come back. Ti amo..." The blood drained from Bliss's face. He'd told her his wife was dead. Bliss glanced around the room. There wasn't a single framed photo on the vanity, the wardrobe, or the nightstand. What kind of devoted husband wouldn't even keep a single photo of his late wife? Bliss forced her doubts down and helped Leone into the bedroom. ... The next day, Leone went with Bliss to a prenatal checkup. On the drive back, Bliss asked in a low, tentative voice, "Leone, when are we having our wedding? If we wait much longer, it'll be hard to hide the bump."

We embarked on new adventures, explored new opportunities, and made a positive impact in the world around us. Together, we found balance—a harmony between our shared dreams and individual aspirations. We supported each other's passions, celebrating each other's successes and offering solace in times of challenge. Our marriage was a partnership, built on trust, respect, and a deep understanding of one another. As I look back on our extraordinary journey, I am filled with gratitude for the twists and turns that led us here. The challenges we faced, the sacrifices we made—they were all worth it. For we had not only found our purpose but also each other, creating a love story that unfolded on th

She instinctively knew that she desired to have a marriage like them. Moriah was confused and frowned. “But how did your marriage look so perfect and blissful?” “There is no such perfect marriage, child. All marriages have flaws because both husband and wife are flawed individuals. However, if they decide to look past each other's flaws and outgrow those flaws, marriage can be blissful,” Jianyu said. What her parents told her somewhat brightened her gloomy mood that was like the night skies that were somber and starless. “Thank you, baba and mama,” Moriah said.

Better and fulfill my promise to him. Who said marriage was easy?? However, marrying a man who has almost everything but is fragile on the inside is a miracle to me, like black and white. But I chose not to give up on him because while being with him, I learned to love until I fell too deep into the abyss of my feelings until I felt the more I loved him, the more I couldn’t live without him, the more I became one with him so that when I had to be forced to separate with it is like tearing a cloth. Because of that feeling, my love deepened. I even seemed blind because if he left me, I would feel like in hell for the rest of my life, not because of his pain, but rather the beautiful memories o

my stepmother snapped, cutting through my reverie. I glanced at the documents, picking it up steadily. With a simple deliberate motion, I signed my name on the marriage contract and handed it back to her. "Here I have signed it, happy now," I said, smirking at the stunned expression on their faces. They had expected me to put up a fight like I did in my previous life but I was going to do things differently this time. I wasn't going to let anyone, not even God take back this opportunity I was given.