Ninety Nine Wishes One Broken Marriage Novels & Stories

Maybe this marriage had something better to offer to her than the graveness she had estimated out of it. “Okay, Nikolas,” she whispered. “I will marry you. But you should promise me with two wishes. One, you will help my mother out of the prison . Two, I want a good lesson to be taught to Mollie and Sherlyn for robbing the happiness from my life and my legacy.”

She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Micheal grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Sarah only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for Five years. She delightfully agreed.

They seemed to sparkle with so much love that my throat tightened; still, I had to continue. “But,” I inhaled, holding his eyes because it was almost maddening not to do so. “I understand your need to have a child that bears our genes, to have someone that contains my DNA because, honestly, it is the best." My poor attempt at a joke was thankfully received, and his lips twitched. “And it is selfish for me to only think of myself when we are married. It is a partnership just like you said." I gathered air in my lungs, steadying myself for what I was about to say. “However, you are right, and I will think of it seriously in the next ten years.”

By the twenty-seventh time, he could no longer be bothered to make up excuses and said, “Millie’s having a rough day. I need to be with her.” After that, Camila became his excuse every time he canceled our marriage registration. She was always either sick, upset, or in a bad mood. Any trivial matter related to Camila was a major reason to call off our plans. By the ninety-eighth time, I said seriously, “Arthur, I’m only giving you ninety-nine chances. Tomorrow is the last one. If you don’t show up, I’m done. We’re done.” For the first time, Arthur panicked and said, “I promise I’ll be there tomorrow.”

He was busy taking care of Eileen at her hospital bedside. ... The ninety-ninth house... Kaelen pursued me ninety-nine times, and he betrayed me ninety-nine times. I guess that makes us even. So I asked for the one-hundredth house myself. And tucked inside the property transfer, I’d placed our bond dissolution papers. Kaelen, lost in the joy of Eileen's imminent return, never even noticed. "Honey," Kaelen's breath was warm against my ear. "Your birthday is in a few days. I'll throw you a huge party. We can show everyone how happy we are, okay?"

My wife, Isabel Wilson, had slept with more than a thousand men, yet she still refused to divorce me. Her family called me a useless freeloader who did nothing but live off his wife. The first time I asked Isabel for a divorce was five years ago. She didn't say a word. She simply had me locked inside the house for an entire month. A month later, she threw a positive pregnancy test in my face. Three years ago, I asked for a divorce a second time. Isabel went straight back to her family's home that very night. Right after that, I was reduced to seeing my child once a week. Today was the third time. This time, I could finally be free because I realized that my child didn't love me, and my

Not only did Jeremy have to hold down a full-time job at the hospital, but he also had to cook all the meals at home. Meanwhile, Zachary's lips curled into a mocking smile. "There are only nine wishes left, Dr. Cooper. Guess what wishes I'll make. For example, why don't I…" He deliberately dragged out the last words, his smile turning malicious. "Ask Camilla to give me a child?" Jeremy frowned. He'd known all along that Zachary harbored ulterior motives when he asked Camilla to fulfill 99 wishes for him. Still, he didn't think this was what Zachary was truly after all along.

“Donate them to the family charity.” He looked at me for a while and then nodded, though uncertainty still showed on his face. “Alright,” he said. He paused. “About what happened earlier… I know you're not yourself. You've been through a lot. But Chiara is dying. We need to accept that and be kind to her. Can you do that for me? " I nodded slowly. “I understand.” Enzo relaxed a little. “I knew you would understand.” I did not answer. I pulled a divorce agreement from the drawer and handed it to him.

Nausea rose in my throat. I was about to hang up. Then I heard kissing. Soft gasps followed. Sienna’s voice became breathless. "Ethan, please." "Please stop pushing me away." "If you reject me again, I’m really going to get so depressed I’ll want to jump." Ethan’s usually cool voice had gone hoarse. "Sienna, I’m getting married." "I’m your brother." "That’s all I can ever be to you. Do you understand?" "Stop lying to yourself."

When graduation season arrived, the academy held a bonfire party. During the group photo, I stood next to Hudson. He was the boy I grew up with, and I stood by him just as I always had. Someone in the crowd shouted, "Come on, let the future mates stand together!" I had heard this kind of joke countless times, but the secret hidden deep down still made my cheeks burn. Hudson stood next to me, not saying a word. The photographer started the countdown. The bonfire crackled, and right at that moment, a stray thought broke into my mind. "She's so annoying. Can she just stop clinging to me?" Deep, familiar, and laced with irritation. It was Hudson. I was born with a weak wolf, leaving seve