Quotes For Second Marriage Novels & Stories

A place he wanted her to be. “Oh, girl dish already. Give us ladies something to hang on to.” “This might be our second wedding.” It’s sad to think about that, quite deflating. “How many second tries work out? Our first wedding was to each other.” “Why didn’t you lead with that? Oh, love, are you okay with this? I mean we walk away for a reason. Please tell me there’s something different beyond him saying it’ll be different this time.” “Oh, there’s a lot that’s different. We were too young back then. Heck, remember the first day you met me? We’d been married six months by then.”

~ " I can't remember when you weren't there When I didn't care for anyone but you I swear we've been through everything there is Can't imagine anything we've missed Can't imagine anything the two of us can't do " ~ They may have failed in their first marriage, but to Shantelle, Evan made it up for their second. And following the song's lyrics, she told herself how she was glad to have stayed with Evan through the years. With how they were about to review their vows, Shantelle hoped for a better, loving, memorable, and fun-filled marriage.

If they even sniffed out a hint of chaos in my personal life, they’d pull their investments, taking others with them. Mr. Bellini’s sharp gaze locked onto me, studying me like he could peel back every layer and read the truth in my bones. The man had a way of seeing too much. “Ah, amore,” he said finally, his voice as warm and smooth “A second chance at marriage is rare, precious even. You are a fortunate man to have a wife willing to try again.” I forced a grin, ignoring the knot tightening in my throat. “I am,” I replied, keeping my tone casual, confident. “We realized we weren’t done fighting for each other.”

she whispered, her heart pounding, Emma’s coo a quiet anchor. He smiled, his voice steady. “I love you, Lauren, with everything I am. You’re my partner, my home, Emma’s mom. I want to marry you again, for real, because I want you forever.” He held up the ring, his eyes wet. “Will you be my wife, Lauren, a second time?”

Boyce smiled, "I borrow your good words." "I'm telling the truth, hey, I have no chance anyway, otherwise I want to chase you." She still looked regretful, she didn't see the atmosphere on the table suddenly changed, maybe she knew it had changed. , Pretending not to know, continue to say, "I used to hear people say that getting married is the second time for a woman to reincarnate. The first time I have no choice, but the second time I have to keep my eyes open. If you find a scumbag, you will suffer for a lifetime. True or not, but someone like Shen's will definitely not be a scumbag." Boyce went to see Charles almost instinctively.

"What would you advise, then? We have been talking to each other for over a few months. You've never hesitated to provide me with your excellent advice." She shrugged to herself. "You sound young. You shouldn't give up all the fish in the sea for one failed catch." The minute the words left her mouth, she realized she had made a blunder. What if the person suspected she wasn't herself, because she had mentioned her assumption based on his voice over the phone? Fortunately, the person failed to capture her error, and then he continued, "Since you say that I shouldn't give up all the fish in the sea, would you be willing to be my fish?"

With his grandmother backing him, Griffin’s confidence swelled. He stepped forward again. His tone softened, but he still threatened me. “Your Grace, my grandmother speaks the truth. Do not act on anger alone. The late king commanded this marriage. If you storm away today, by tomorrow, every street and alley in the capital will be whispering of your jealous and spiteful nature. When that happens, your reputation will be ruined. How will you show your face in this capital then?” I sat quietly inside the carriage as I listened to this pair of grandmother and grandson perform their duet of reproach.

“Was it an added bonus that I could get my revenge on the Bennetts? Yes. It was. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t love you. My feelings for you were real. They are real.” I shake my head slowly. “I’m sorry if I can’t believe you right now, Marcus.” My voice feels hollow. “Right now… it just feels like I married the first man all over again.” His face tightens. “My first marriage was fake,” I say. “And so is my second.” “Please don’t say that,” he says quickly. “Don’t put me on the same level as Ryan. I am nothing like Ryan.” “Right now,” I say quietly, “it feels like you are.”

"I love you so much it scares me. You're the bravest person I know and the smartest and the most beautiful and I don't deserve you but I want you anyway. I want to marry you again. Properly this time. With better vows. And I want to mean them. Really mean them. The way I should have meant them the first time." Silence on the other end. Morton's face went pale. "Scarlett?" More silence. Then: "You're such an idiot." Morton's face fell. She hung up the phone. "Shit." He sat down. Hard. "What did I just do?" "You proposed drunk. At two AM. Over speakerphone. To you ex-wife." He started laughing. "I'm getting married," he said again. "To the same woman. For the second time. Is that allowed? Is t

My body came back alive and I couldn’t help but smile. “You see, it was like a life-sentence getting married to you the first time, Kitty. But, now, I want to really experience everything with you. I want to love you like it’s the last thing I was born to do. Let me do that, please. Marry me for the second time because I fucking love your and I can’t really think of anything else,” he said softly. I went on my knees too. “I will marry you, Giorgio,” I said softly. It seems like that was what was needed as I kissed him with all I had in me.