My Ex Is Getting Married Novels & Stories

, he reminded me with a grin. "I still do", I replied blankly, turning to my laptop. "Then why don't you take the wedding as seriously as you should? Don't tell me you're still thinking of your dumb exwife? It's been what? Five years?" "Shut up, man", I snapped at him, feeling a strange rage brew in my chest. "Okay, sorry. I'm just trying to say that she's gone now and you should focus on the present" "I'll find her", I unconsciously muttered under my breath.

God forgive me, but I had no choice. My ex-fiancé was about to get married. And not to just anyone… He was marrying my ex–best friend. Yeah, I got double-betrayed in some "buy one, get one free" package deal I didn't even know I'd signed up for. If there were a loyalty program for idiots, I'd already have enough points to cash in for a slap in the face and a one-way ticket straight to rock bottom.

“We’ll figure this out together. I will support you and protect you, I will make sure no one or nothing makes you cry or ahead tears again. And...” “And what?” she asked, her was voice trembling. She looks lost. “And tomorrow,” I said, taking a deep breath, I finally found courage and let it out. “we’re getting married.” Her eyes widened in shock. “What? Are you serious? Getting married? How?” “Yes, I’m serious about this,” I replied holding her hands. “I know it sounds sudden, but I can’t stand to see you hurting like this. You deserve someone who will stand by you, who will support you unconditionally. I want to be that person for you Anna.”

Only three more days. Three more days and I’d be Anna Sinclair, Mrs Alaric Sinclair. Even just thinking about it sent a shiver of disbelief through me. How had we come so far? Wedding planning was… a beast. A beast dressed in silk and glitter and back-to-back meetings. But with Ellie, Mom, and a surprisingly enthusiastic Alaric’s mother on my team, it hadn’t been too overwhelming. Besides, I was marrying the love of my life. Every stress melted under the weight of that simple fact.

I asked, suddenly feeling entirely exhausted by the endless back-and-forth games, the heartbreak of my ex, and the confusing way my body was reacting to my future stepfather. Gerard let out a slow, heavy sigh. The amusement was entirely gone from his face, replaced by something deeply serious, dark, and permanent. “Okay. Phoebe love… your mom and I are getting married. In two weeks.” The words hit me like a physical blow. The tears I had been fighting back all night finally stung the corners of my eyes. My hands shook as I dropped the rest of my meal back onto the tray, the appetite completely drained out of me.

The media were so interested in them and captured every moment of them together, Granpa Pascal was asleep by now because it was late at night, she had to stay awake and wait for Alexander but seeing the news of where he was at currently, she felt ridiculed. Her own fiancee, who she would be getting married to tomorrow was out there standing beside another woman and marking her as his out there, the feeling ran deeply into her as she fight the urge not to storm out and darg him back home. But she held back, their wedding was tomorrow unfailingly and they would be husband and wife , he would be devoted to her after tomorrow, she just have to be patient.

she informed, switching the topic. “You mean my soon to be ex-husband? Why does he behave like he cares so much about me now? I want him to sign the divorce papers I'll be sending to him soonest. I'm really fed up with all of this ill treatment from him, his mum and that bitch of a girl who calls herself Andrea. Of course she has succeeded in ruining my marriage.” “Seriously, Nathan did not do well, especially toward you… Alicia, honestly you didn't deserve all of that. I'm glad you aren’t anywhere close to him anymore.”

“Even if the groom has changed, it can still work.” “Let’s just finish the ceremony and get it done.” … Many people were filming. Jason, still on a video call with me, blended into the crowd. He clicked his tongue. “Your ex doesn’t look happy. She wasn’t happy when she was with you, and now that she’s about to marry the man she supposedly loves, she still doesn’t look happy?” I replied with a helpless tone, “There’s nothing to watch. I’m hanging up.”

I glanced at the glass and took it from him, returning his smile, but mine was visibly fake. The women behind us stared popeyed, filled in awe. “Did… did she just talk to her ex-husband?” one of the women muttered, waving her heavily jeweled fingers at us. “It means they have completely moved on, I heard she even has a fiancé now,” another one replied. “I also heard that something is going on between Caleb Thompson and that Katherine Miles, have you heard too? It seems they might end up getting married,” a chirpy voice said and I glanced at Caleb’s face.

But I won't give up on being there for my child, and I hope my ex-fiancée finds someone and becomes very happy. I can already picture the tantrum my ex-fiancée will throw when I tell her that I won't marry her. Knowing how spoiled she is, I can imagine the scandal. And my ex-father-in-law, who thinks he can control everyone, will threaten me again and say a bunch of things. But it won't make any difference. I warned them that I wouldn't marry under any circumstances, and now that my father gave me a little push, there's no chance of me getting married.