Novel & Cerita My Ex Proposed To Me On My Wedding Day

CHARLOTTE THREE MONTHS LATER Today was my wedding day. As I walked down the hall towards my husband, my eyes watered, lips stretched into a smile. I took one step after another, and my mind flashed back to the day he officially proposed to me. * “Come on, get ready. I want to show you something,” Nathan said as he tugged me out of bed. I frowned. I had been feeling sluggish today and wasn't particularly interested in going out.

Let the game begin. Owen: I just want to apologize again.. I know I am so wrong.. But what happened suddenly? I thought we were getting close.. I thought you were forgiving me.. But the way you rejected me and acted afterwards felt like I didn't ask you to marry me but asked to take your life.. " I couldn't help but laugh at the irony.. Somehow it did make sense.. He really asked for my life that day.. Me: That's because I hadn't forgiven you yet and you decided to propose on my birthday banquet.. Without me knowing about it.. It was embarrassing...

I lie still, my head resting on his bare chest, listening to the slow, steady beat of his heart. It’s… comforting. Ridiculous, really. The same man I detest. “You know,” he mumbles, voice thick with sleep and alcohol, “two women proposed to me today.” My eyebrows lift. “Two?” “Mmhmm.” He shifts a little, dragging the sheets with him. “My ex. And this other arrogant girl I know.” I blink. Ex? Oh. Ivy. Shit, she's back. “So…” I ask slowly, trying to sound casual, “will you marry Ivy?”

He even joked by saying, "Why can’t I stay here tonight? You have already made me to ejaculate while pretending to be Hudson." When I refused to let him stay, he suggested renewing our marriage this Saturday, just two days away. I had a bold idea, one that would deliver the final blow to Alexander. I would send him a wedding invitation. If I couldn’t strip him of his CEO position, I could at least leave him haunted by the memory of me marrying someone else. "The ex-wife of Mr. Alexander finds true love." That would be the headline on my wedding invitation card. Perfect. As I planned the wedding in my head, I remembered my hospital appointment. Saturday was approaching fast, and I had so much

I had been thinking that the workaholic in him wasn't going to let him take a few days of rest after the wedding and everything. "Well…" he said, yawning as he was trying to buy himself some time to come up with a believable excuse that could do at that point. "I don't have any excuse at all. I just wanted to be home today. I still have the wedding fever…" I had almost forgotten that he had proposed to his girl at my wedding. "Still haven't forgiven you for trying to steal the spotlight at my wedding." There were a lot of thoughts going through my head as I tried to recall how awkward that moment had been. "You were really lucky that she had a change of mind after a few moments. You would ha

He smacked, causing me to flinch. “First, I thought this was all a joke! You being with Riley, and then the proposal came, and then the wedding. I needed a f**king break! It was happening too fast! You were slipping away from me so fast that I had to come up with something even though it’s a very stupid idea like kidnapping you on your wedding day!

Miserable, helpless, confused and devastated, just waiting for my life to take a turn in chaos. I signed my own death certificate the day he proposed to my family with his marriage proposal, leaving no room for me to refuse because of that incident. The day was the worst day of my life. I remember everything like it just happened. The day he came with his sister with a proposal. Flashback

Chapter 120 Lily's pov The soft glow of the Eiffel Tower still lingered in my mind as I looked back at our unforgettable trip to Paris. It had been everything I had ever dreamed of—romantic, magical, perfect. Richard’s proposal beneath the glowing tower was like a scene from a fairytale. The paparazzi captured every moment, and soon enough, news outlets were plastering our faces all over their platforms. The headline read: The Most Romantic Engagement of All Time at the Eiffel Tower. I had become the envy of women everywhere, and though it felt overwhelming at first, I couldn’t help but bask in the happiness of it all.

“Really? I have been looking very tired lately.” “Yes. You are glowing, baby.” I rolled my eyes softly, but my heart still skipped. At the beginning of this marriage, I never imagined moments like this would exist between us. When I married him, people whispered behind my back. They said I was only a replacement for the woman he truly loved. Even I believed it sometimes. Especially during the first few months when Damian stayed distant then, but things had changed slowly after I got pregnant. He became softer with me, protective and more attentive.

As long as she didn't show any aggression again, then I would just deal with whatever weird behaviour she might throw at me. "Do you remember that day when you proposed to me in this ballroom? Exactly a month ago... on February fourteenth..." "What about it?" Certainly, I remembered. But, I didn't think much about it because my head was just filled with so many problems regarding the issues between the Rossi and the De Luca families. "Do you know what today's date is? It's March fourteenth, the day we're supposed to get married. You did get married though... Congratulation to you. But you changed the bride..."