My Groom Ran Away Novels & Stories

Kent undaunted, arrogantly replied: "If your son doesn't have unprotected sex, how come my daughter ran away from the wedding? It was your son who ruined this marriage. " The two sides glared at each other as if they wanted to eat each other alive.

**Chapter 3: My Disfigured Bride** Morgan stepped out of his room to find the entire family gathered, anxiously awaiting news. As soon as he mentioned the agreement with Hanna, that he would be the temporary groom until his son returned, a deathly silence fell over the room. His ex-mother-in-law, her face twisted in disapproval, was the first to speak out.

It seems this misunderstanding would persist if she did not make things clear. "First of all, I didn't even know that he's a runaway groom. We were just neighbors in the past, and we've never met or been in touch since he moved abroad. You can even verify that. In fact, we were only reunited by chance because I needed plastic surgery, and he happened to be the surgeon arranged by a friend. We barely met that many times even then." Lara certainly never found evidence that Seth was in contact with Irene before returning to the country.

“Oh, you’re gonna love this.” The headline flashed bold and merciless: “Groom Abandons Bride at the Altar — Runs Out Screaming Another Woman’s Name.” And below it, the snippet: Delilah Weston. Wait…what? I froze, then let out a sharp laugh that turned into a wicked giggle. “You’ve got to be kidding me. He actually ran? Thorne threw his head back, roaring with laughter, almost spilling his champagne. “All because of you, baby. A ghost he thought would haunt him forever. That mother fucker is delusional.”

For the 18th time, Tyra Stone calls off our wedding because I'm a beat too slow during the vows. She looks at me with utter disappointment. "You know I'm a perfectionist. Why can't you follow the wedding schedule exactly? If you can't keep up next time either, maybe you should just let your best friend marry me instead." My so-called best friend, Jeremiah Young, is known for being obsessively punctual. For some reason, Tyra has made him the standard I'm expected to meet. If I come downstairs a minute later than he does after work, she will drive off with him without looking back. If I arrive at the restaurant half a step after him on Valentine's Day, she will give him the candlelit dinne

He looked extremely tired, so tired that once we rode to his family home, he said he was going to take a bath, but ended up dozing off until the high priest asked his mother if he even remembered that he was the groom. Their custom required the groom to be at the altar way before the bride did. He passed out amidst all the chaos in one of the least expected places. I know riding all day on rough terrain can be tiring. That doesn't mean he gets to sleep through his own wedding in a hot pool. Why put up such a show during the engagement that he was crazy about me? I didn't know why I was so mad. I guess it was my ego that was hurt. "What are you sulking so much about?" Iona was not helping.

Jazz stated but from what I can see right now, it won't be that easy. "Hell no, I am going to give him war jazz." I stated confidently when we got to the parking lot and I noticed that he is gone. "Where have you ever seen the groom leave the wedding venue without his bride?" I asked curiously. "Ummm, I don't know. Maybe he had an emergency." She reasoned but I honestly don't care what his excuse is, I am doing him a favor, so he has to treat me nicely. "It doesn't even matter, just take me to his place."

“If he doesn’t want to marry me, fine, we don’t have to do this. Do you think I’m desperate to marry him?” The officiant and wedding planner exchanged uneasy looks before stepping forward. “Miss, isn’t this gentleman the groom?” The room went silent for a moment. Then, everything exploded. “Don’t be ridiculous! The groom is Owen Lewis! That’s the bride’s ex. What kind of wedding company is this?” “This is a wedding, not a joke!” “Where did Owen even go? I always said he was unreliable…” The noise swelled again as the officiant grew anxious and pulled Gavin forward. “Then let him explain himself. Are you the groom today or not?”

April You know something is wrong when the groom does not come home all night. I am ready to call off the wedding, run away without looking back, and break his face too. I warned him, and he still did not care. It is nine thirty-five in the morning, and he still has not shown up. I already talked to Megan, and Jack has not arrived either. We both plan to put on a real show for them, much better than the one they witnessed the night before.