My Wife Married Me Just To Break My Heart Novels & Stories

At a party hosted at our house, my husband sang a soul-stirring rendition of “Missing You Tonight". He poured his heart into it, his eyes misty and his voice raspy with emotion. I secretly recorded a video and posted it online. To my surprise, the video blew up. Hundreds of thousands of likes poured in, with the comment section overflowing with sympathy. Laughing, I handed my phone to my husband. “Jacob, you went viral.” The top-voted comment read: [Girl, I’m not one to stir up drama, but your husband looks like he’s nursing a broken heart.] I thought he’d just laugh it off with a half-hearted smile. Instead, he took the phone and looked me straight in the eye with dead seriousness. “Yo

“Do you know how many years I dreamed of being your wife? Of hearing you call me your wife? And I never intended to use you!” She hugged herself tightly, as if it was the only thing holding her together. “Tsk! Stupid me. I didn’t even see your game. Well, you’re good at pretending… or maybe I was just a fool for loving you.” Her voice was full of anguish, and each word felt like a knife carving my name into her pain. I could feel her rage, her heartbreak, the collapse of a long-held dream. But I was ready for it. We’re already married, and I know that one day, she’ll think logically, practically.

Alexander Blackwood was raised to hate David Whitmore. After losing his parents at ten, Alexander was taught that the Whitmore family was responsible for everything his family had lost. Years later, he becomes a powerful CEO with one goal—to make the Whitmores pay. Then Selena Whitmore walks into his life. She is bold, intelligent, stubborn, and completely unaware that the man interviewing her has spent years hating her family. To Alexander, Selena Whitmore's daughter is more than David Whitmore's daughter. She is the perfect opportunity for revenge. But after marrying Selena, Alexander discovers that Selena is nothing like the enemy he imagined. She challenges him. She angers him. And

" you don't look like my son but I know that you're my son and the last time you looks like this was when you were going through a breakup so please tell me that you didn't marry anyone of your sisters friends because I don't want to have to deal with someone who is a walking heartache who was depressed because I will tell you right now if your heart gets broken I will tell you that it is your fault because you're the one who didn't listen when we warned you the first time." " this time is different and this time I am in love with the person that I'm married to it's not like it was I swear when you meet her you will love her she is a breath of fresh air and she is a ball of sunshine and she

My mind stopped working the moment he said those words. These four words held so much shock and disbelief. I tried to sink in his words but my mind was not working anymore. Marry? Like wedding? Our wedding? Why was he so adamant to ruin my life more than he already had? Was this his another one of the ways to break me? Or was he trying to conquer me? wasn't breaking me wasn't enough for him that he decided to break my soul and dignity too. How could I marry him? How in the hell could I ever thought of marrying him?

"You'd rather marry a paraplegic and not me?" I lunged at him like a tigress and slapped him across the face. The look in my eyes was icier than the tundra. "Insult my husband again, Quinton. I dare you. We broke up years ago, so don't try to act like the loving boyfriend here." Christopher gulped. Clearly and loudly, he said, "Broken up? You only thought we'd broken up! I never said yes! I've been looking for you all these years, and I never got married because I was waiting for you! You promised me you'd never abandon me!"

My chest tightened painfully as I swallowed against the ache rising in my throat. “And my marriage…” I forced the words out carefully, knowing she had thrown it at me with bitterness, knowing she believed I had returned because that life had collapsed. “That marriage was never love. It was politics. A decision made to protect stability, not happiness. It ended because it was built on obligation, not choice.” I lowered my gaze briefly, gathering what little strength I had left before looking back at her. “But losing that marriage did not break me,” I said quietly. “Losing you did.”

A command that I would break, cause I was nothing but a heartbreaker to others, because of her...Iris, even though not only did Iris rebuked me countless of times and had also broke my heart, still it unfailing kept on beating for her non stop, I don't think it's would ever grow tired. Was this madness, insanity? I myself don't know, but all I was sure of was that even after every shit she did to me, still I find my heart empty and craving for her more and more as every fucking day passes. "You should have never fucking married me"

“I realized I had a heart, and it’s been beating and breaking…I realized there was one person I could live and die for…and I wanted to freeze that moment for eternity…because in that moment…when she screamed my name…she truly belonged to me.” “Travis…” I couldn’t breathe. I realized something. This was what he’d been trying to tell me since the wedding…every time he fell quiet and looked lost. He wasn’t just a broken soul…he was also heartbroken when he married me. He wanted to tell me how much of a sacrifice he was making for me. There was…a woman…and Travis couldn’t be with her…because he’d kept his promise to marry me. “Travis…you’re…in love?”

Had money been involved, I'd have emerged as the winner the day we got married. "At least she loved you." "Yeah. She did, but she made her choice and forgot our eight months together. What breaks my heart is that she's going to marry a married man who's head over heels in love with his wife, but she won't accept it. She thinks he's going to end his marriage for her and that he loves her, but that's a lie." "Maybe he really does love her. Man, these days are unpredictable. They can end their marriages in the blink of an eye."