No I Do Not Love The Groom Novels & Stories

Never in my life did I imagine that I would be marrying someone who never loved me. He was hesitant to say 'I do' and seemed to get approval from the lady in the crowd, who seemed to also be looking at him but trying to do it secretly. The man sitting next her was holding her hand and would at times kiss her hand. The reception was no different, he paid me no attention and I sat there sad as my family had to entertain the guests. "Where is the groom my dear?" I looked up and saw my father in law. "I'm sure he's just somewhere, maybe with a friend"

Before I knew it, my leg was moving towards the door. His disgusted face from last night flashed before me, halting my movement. Will he blame me? Resent me from bringing him into my troublesome messed up world? My throat bobbed, the tightness in my chest multiplying. Even heavier than it was during the night. I couldn't bring myself to continue. To see his hate filled eyes, angrily demanding to go home. Ben offered me a tablet. A video was playing on it. Ryker. My groom stood there, his back to the camera, in our wedding chambers, dressed in dark blue pajamas. But the pajamas weren't what made my heart skip.

And yet the groom's expression looks absent-minded on his big day. This is not an arranged marriage. According to the understanding of many people, the bride and groom have a romantic relationship with each other. They love each other, so they decided to come together and were enthusiastically supported by their families. Then why does Dylan's expression look unsightly when he's with the bride?

Vid said into my ear. Why isn't he at least looking at me, do I disgust him that much? - I wanted to ask him at the top of my voice. All grooms are always so eager to see their brides on their wedding day, but mine was the opposite. He was disgusted by me instead. He loathed me already - I could tell. I couldn't blame him though, he told me he didn't love me and was just pressured into getting married to me. He was honest with his feelings towards me and I respected him for that. I brought this upon myself by still going ahead and getting married to him. The fault is all mine and not his. I would have to face the consequence of my decision now. I hoped he would soften with time.

🎶Listen to How Long Will I love you by Ellie Goulding for a better experience.🎶 *** My heart thumped so fast that it felt like it was going to burst any second. I was walking down the aisle, hand in hand with my father, walking towards my groom. It was a dream come true but unfortunately, that dream wasn't mine. The one I love was standing there, waiting for his bride but that bride wasn't me, instead, it was my sister. I wasn't marrying him but his brother and my best friend, Dalton Miller.

he added as he was trying to decipher my expression. In all honesty, I could not care less if he had a crush on her, and the fact that I did not care surprised me more. A girlfriend should at least feel a bit jealous or annoyed and yet I felt neither. I shook those thoughts away and focused on the ceremony. The bride was making her wedding vows and once she was done, it was the groom’s turn.

Loveth sobs gently " I honestly love you Loveth , you have to believe me . Just give me a chance to explain ." He held her hand again but she slaps it off again " you know what all this while , I never loved you . I just felt I needed to go on with the wedding because I have not been sincere to you , even when I was not a bit interested in you , As it is now , we are equal , I mean no one is at lost so I guess I have to call off this wedding . Early in the morning I will publicly declare it over . "

WOAH! “Don’t cry baby. I don’t like it when you cry. Do you like your gift?” Evan?? “I love it so much baby. Thank you so much.” I don’t know and don’t even want to know how I said those words without stuttering. “It is the least I could do after you said no to the honeymoon.” I never said no to honeymoon, but I understand. It’s a fake marriage after all. We never kissed. No kisses. Only once and that happened in that “marriage” ceremony. Done deal.

If he loves me, he wouldn't cheat on me with my best friend. That is the height of it. "You know what? I am done here", the man before me stands up abruptly, dragging the chair back. "Hey", I call back to him before he left. He doesn't look bad. I didn't expect to meet a good-looking man like him to be my groom-to-be but that isn't the problem now. We need to talk. I don't want him to find me attractive which is why I came up with the only thing that came to my head.

I sighed at their words. "What's there to bet?" I looked at the voice "We all know the answer, it will obviously get darker" they all giggled "our dear groom loves his bride unconditionally" I ducked my head down as it disgusted me to the core. "Yeah yeah true!!!" bumping my shoulder"Just look at the way he looks at you," a chill ran down my spine when I heard that. I don't even want to look at him as I know what his thoughts will be.