No I Do Not Love The Groom Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Ma'am, if you don't love him, don't go ahead with the marriage. But if you think you can learn to love him, go ahead. Just like you said, love is learned." I just nodded at him and smiled. He got out of the car to open the door for me. I looked outside and there were too many people, they were all looking at the car I was riding. I was about to leave when our wedding organizer suddenly came to my car. "Ma'am, please don't go out in the car because the groom is not here yet," she said. Inside me wants to celebrate the good news. But I have to pretend that I was mad that he is not coming.

I saw how much she hated being held by her father and maybe if I had thought about it, I would have had someone else walk her down the aisle. We mumbled our vows. Well, I mumbled mine, half angry, half pitiful. Watching her look around nervously because she definitely doesn't want this angered me even more. She's just nineteen for fucks sake. I gritted my teeth to stop me from lashing out, the people's awkward applause when I refused to kiss the bride even angered me more. “Why is the groom hiding in the corner of the room?” Isaac asked, settling into the seat next to me.

I plucked the groom's boutonniere and handed it to my wife, Rose Lane, then didn't bother with the subtle looks she and the people around us were exchanging. I just walked out of the hotel. Rose didn't come after me. Behind me, the hall erupted in applause as Rose and Zachary Zimmer took the stage, surrounded by the celebrating crowd. I knew this wasn't an accident. It was Zachary's way of poking at me. Too bad Rose couldn't—or wouldn't—see it. Maybe she saw and was deliberately letting it slide.

I quickly crossed the street and got into the car. What I didn’t expect was to see Adrian sitting in the backseat, frowning at his phone. Traditionally, the groom isn’t supposed to see the bride until the ceremony, but this wasn’t a real marriage, so it didn’t count. He didn’t even glance at me when I shut the door, and I couldn’t have been more relieved. This was business. We had no say in each other’s lives. The ride was silent, thick with tension. I fidgeted with the bouquet, wrapping and unwrapping my hands around the stems, willing my heart to calm down.

I was too aware of her in my arms but her words seemed real and fake at the same time. I don't know why, I could not just enjoy the moment of having her in my arms. " How does it matter what others think, what matters is that you don't agree with them. But it's ok, I can understand, you loved him, so obviously he is the best, I am just the second choice, the substitute groom. Let it be, as it is, we are already married and things are not going to change. " I said bitterly.

It’s everything I’ve ever wanted. He’s everything I’ve wanted. I know that the groom isn’t supposed to see the bride until I walk down the aisle, but I want to see him so badly. I need to be near him. Being apart like this is a special kind of torture. “I love you,” I say, looking at a picture of Kole. “I will always love. My heart is forever yours.” Finally, satisfied with the look, I leave the cabin I’ve been getting ready in and the music starts. We decided on an original song written just for us, rather than going with the traditional wedding march.

There was only silence cycling within the room. Liam was the only one in the groom's dressing room. He had not worn his suit yet. His hair was messy, and his face looked frowned upon. He was on a call, and his expression appeared gloomy. "I don't think I can do this. It's not fair to you and me." He said. "You can't do this to her. We both can't break her heart." The caller replied. "How can't you expect me to marry a woman I don't love? Are my feelings not as important as hers are to you!" Liam lashed back in anger.

I said but the groom grabbed my hand. “No you can’t go. You’ll be the substitute bride.” He said and dragged my back to the altar. I sighed dramatically. “I’m always the substitute when will I be the first choice?” “Shush your mouth and let’s get this over with.” He hissed and faced the priest like nothing happened. “We’re ready father.” He said and smiled. I scoffed God doesn’t want two faced people! But seriously… Is this for real? Am I going to marry someone I don’t even know?

"You think I'm not shy huh? I suffer more shame than you can imagine. I fell in the church aisle in a very silly position.” "At least none of your colleagues are there." I snorted. He was right about none of my colleagues there because I didn't invite anyone to my wedding blessing ceremony with Kane. I hesitated to announce to my friends at the hospital that I was getting married today because I wasn't completely sure about my marriage. After all this marriage happened without love. We even make agreements like business agreements. So what can I expect from this marriage? Nothing! “My mother watched her daughter do something stupid at a wedding that was supposed to be a sacred and touching m

I asked , I no longer had regards for her as my mother , I remember very well that My dad disowned right in front of everyone . “ I …I ummm…” She stuttered . “ You see , I’m only here to witness the blessed ceremony and you guys are disrupting the bride and groom from seeing “I do “. So if you don’t mind, Can we continue the wedding “ I replied sarcastically, I knew there was no way this wedding was going to continue with all of these chaos and I could see the way luke was staring at me , it was the look he gave to me whenever he wanted to have sex with me , he was no longer staring at Nelly but at me .