Novel Marriage Mistake Novels & Stories

She snapped, immediately regretting it. She saw the flash in his eyes as soon as he decided it and then his hand was on her face. He hit her and she fell, hitting her head on a desk. “Did you at least capture him?” “No. He wan…wanted to marry me but.. I.. I refused.” If possible, James’ face became even redder. “Pick your phone up and call him. Tell him you'll marry him.” “But-” “Shut your mouth! Tell him or I’ll send Harriet and Harrison to foster homes. Different foster homes.”

“I thought it was okay to do that. Many people do it, but just because others do it doesn’t mean I should too. I thought it was normal, that some women do it. I didn’t realize Hubert saw this differently. He was a church boy. He was so proper, and he chose to marry me because he thought I was decent, that I was better than other girls. I disappointed him. I can’t blame him if he hates me. If I were him, I’d do the same.” I don’t want to justify my mistake. “So what now? You don’t have a family, you don’t have anyone to marry, and you don’t have a job. All you have left is me and this tiny room.” I smiled. The important thing is that Gracie is here for me. “I can work in your laundry shop, ri

She was way too happy for the upcoming wedding between Evan and me. “I said he acted like a villain in a romance novel,” I corrected with a playful smirk. “There's a difference.” Maria held up a sleek off-shoulder gown against my body and narrowed her eyes, assessing. “Hmm. And now you’re about to marry the villain. Plot twist.” I raised a brow. “Are you calling my life a N*****x series now?” “Oh honey, we’re in season three at least,” she teased, placing the gown aside and grabbing a new one. “The divorced heiress, the mysterious adoption, the family secret, and now...the bridal arc. We’re just missing a secret baby or a twin sister.”

Jenny watched her slender and petite figure head inside, and she couldn't help but think, if Cecily hadn't been adopted by the Turner family, if she hadn't fallen in love with Edwin, if she hadn't married Edwin, how much better it would have been. She would definitely find a man who loved her deeply and could make her happy because Cecily deserved it. However, who could say for sure about these "what-ifs"? In a daze, she entered the house and went straight to the bathroom. She stood under the shower, allowing the water, whether it was hot or cold, to pour over her head and face until she was soaked through. "Cecily, marry me, will you never regret it?" This was the question Edwin asked her o

Irina “Oh my fucking God!” I blatted out, walking as quickly as my feet could. I didn't try to look back in the room that I stormed out to. “Alonzo Waldorf. I married the wrong man. H-How did that happen?” I combed through my head for an answer, but nada! “Irina, you finally answered! Where are you? What happened to your little scheme? Did Damian's uncle say yes to marrying you?” “Are you in the hotel?”

"Don't you have any clue what I'm about to do right now?" Madeline smirked. "You... I dare you!" Karen was trying her best to suppress the anxiety coursing through her. She pointed at Madeline and barked. "Aren't you going to consider your status back then? You were one hell of a poor little girl, and you were very much blessed that Jeremy was willing to marry you! If it wasn’t for Meredith's mistake of entering the wrong room, you wouldn’t even have had the chance to marry into the Whitmans!

"CONTRACT MARRIAGE" Will she give into Christian's demand or her masterstroke will change the dynamics of the trap he set for her? What will happen when Christian and Mishka's entirely different worlds would crash? Will love find its way through the web of lies, deception, and mysteries? Find this book on Goodnovel: My Indian Wife ***

"This is the end of the chapter." I thought of my husband and sister again and my heart tingled. In the years since I got married, he had never defended me so much. “Our marriage was a mistake.” Yes, it was. If it wasn’t for the mistake, it wouldn’t have been my turn to marry him. Now it’s time to put an end to the mistake. I signed my name on the dotted line. I set the papers back on the table, and I let it all sink in. For a moment, I allowed myself to cry, the tears flowing freely as I mourned the end of our marriage.

Eric exchanged an icy gaze at me, causing me to swiftly look away as we resumed our steps to where a rounded, considerable table filled with people were. “Keep playing cool, people are getting convinced by our acts. Now, we're joining them for dessert, so stay beside me and do what I do” Eric paused and flashed a smile across a guest he recognized before glaring back at me. “And did I also forget to tell you it's only for a year? This marriage is a one-year thing, and we'll break up after that.”

"Everyone knows that you love Sabrina. How could you possibly marry someone else? Sabrina loves you too. That's why I'm willing to give the two of you my blessing…" Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke. "That's impossible," Sabrina mumbled. "There's simply no way that you're married. You wore my favorite red shirt today. You even used my favorite cologne. You knew that I was going to propose to you today, didn't you?" I didn't understand why, but I was suddenly struck with the realization that it was pointless to talk to them. "I'm married," I repeated. "Our relationship ended three years ago, Sabrina. I'm a married man now, so stop bothering me. My reputation will be affected if someone