Novel & Cerita My Broken Star-crossed Marriage

An hour later, I can feel hot tears streaming down my cheeks. I just read an upsetting story and it made me cry. Why would she leave him like that? It's a novel made by an author named Hope, a romance, a slice of life genre. Volume one is about how the blind girl and her man fell in love but in the end, the girl disappeared, she left him! Without even saying goodbye! Is that what happened to Adam? He just left me hanging? I snorted while my tears occupy the spaces in my eyes. We aren’t lovers, why am I even relating myself into this? I heard the door creaked and it was my Zach.

“She’s the one with the money, the meals you we take, the house we live in, everything! I do what I have to do. You wouldn’t understand.” “ No, I don’t,” Caro said, her voice firm now, with fury. “ Because I don’t use people. I don’t sleep with my ex to pay rent. I don’t walk around with that smug, entitled look on my face like the world owes me or I own the world.” He stepped closer, eyes dark. “ Don’t raise your voice at me, mind your words Caro.” “Or what?” she challenged, lifting her chin. There was a tense silence. A cold war in the bedroom, two people on opposite sides of a crumbling marriage.

He started narrating while Katherine paid her undivided attention to James. “I didn’t want to let her go. To me, we made a good match together. So, I tried to make her understand and stay with me but she had already made up her mind and she was way too stubborn. When I asked her the reason for the sudden breakup, she said that she was in love with someone else and wanted to pursue him, instead of staying in a loveless relationship with me. I was the one left heartbroken for months. I couldn’t date anyone for months because it all came so unexpectedly when I thought everything was right.” He said sadly.

I drove so fast my consciousness almost fucked off. I was Broken I was dark, buried and bruised. How could I get married When all I wanted is you? I was lost, damaged and still broken inside, Trying to bury that love I just couldn't provide. Under other circumstances, I would drove mad to Helene and just sleep by her side while she caressed my back and neck. What an Irony that now her love for me killed her but now I'm marrying a complete stranger. Fair well my dad found zara and engaged maids to look after her while she lives with Helene’s mom, giving them a fair amount to live on monthly. And of course, I can't know where she is or ever look for her..... that the second part of that fuckin

Halvourne while trying to experience what betrayal feels like. “Are you going to let them?” Celesta asked sadly. She was hurt about how my marriage was going lately. She knew how much I had endured and sacrificed, only for it to break. Yes, I considered my marriage broken...even though I would never divorce Philip, it had ended.

We'd done it. Our marriage had gone right over the falls, but it was mostly intact. I felt it. There'd been a moment when I was with Scarlett on the couch that it had cracked. Then again, back in that bedroom, with Ariana completely under Brian's control, it had snapped a little more. And I'd felt like nothing would be the same.

The curse that made true mate bonds nearly impossible for him. Nova slid from her chair and knelt beside him. She took his hands before he could react. “Please,” she whispered. Dave stiffened. “I know you may not feel anything now,” she continued, her voice trembling slightly. “But I’m willing to try.” Her tears landed softly on his knuckles. Dave gently pulled his hands away. “Nova,” he said carefully, “if this marriage happens… it will be political.” Her eyes widened. “I won’t share a bed with you,” he continued.

After divorcing my unfaithful husband, Yale Gibson, I end up completely miserable. So when we remarry, I become the perfect wife he always wanted. When rumors swirl about him and Willow Leeds, I step forward to clear his name. When Willow falsely accuses me, he turns a blind eye while I immediately take the blame and apologize. Even when I'm set up and brought to the police station, I refuse to call him to bail me out. I simply tell the officers I have no family, letting them lock me up for an entire week. Seven days later, the heavy gates of the police station clang open at dusk. A sleek black Cullinan screeches to a halt right in front of me. Yale strides over, his brow furrowed sligh

I muttered under my breath, staring at the picture as though he would answer me. “You promised to be a good husband to me.You promised to be there for me through thick and thin.You promised to love me till the end of times and never to betray me.What happened? What went wrong? Why did you break all the promises you made to me?What did I do wrong?''I talked to the picture as though it had ears. All the vows and promises that Lucas made to me were broken.I recalled the day we tied the knot as if it was yesterday.It was one of the happiest days of my life because I was getting married to the man that I loved so much.

The priest's firm tone does the trick. His eyes meet mine. For a split second, I see a flicker of regret, maybe. Then it's gone. "I..I can't," his voice cracks. "I can't marry Cecily. My heart belongs to someone else." Someone else? The words don't make sense. I replay them once. Twice. My brain refuses to process. This...it can't be. Bruno loves me. Only me. I'm sure of that. There's no one else, no one at all, in the past seven years. He assured me of his love earlier today, promised me forever, and received Mum's blessings.