Remarried Empress Novels & Stories

Qri and Luther exchanged puzzled glances. "If I don't hand over the strategy now, my father will soon bang his head against the wall in frustration." Emma playfully winked. The next day, Beta Henry's wife, who was also a titled Marchioness of the Mạnh family, personally presented a memorial to the Empress. The content of the monument discussed a positive direction for solving the disaster issue. Of course, only half of the content was presented, while the other half remained in Emma's mind. The memorial was presented during the third hour of the day, and word spread throughout the palace. The Empress summoned Emma.

We had arrived just yesterday at a hotel resort, and today was the day Emir would marry his American fiancée. Honestly, I didn’t have a problem with my ex-husband getting married again. We received an invitation to attend, with all expenses covered. Brittany insisted that I attend the wedding, and I believe we developed a bond despite having only spent a few days together beforehand. We stayed in contact through the internet, and she would ask for my opinions on her gown and the wedding setup. Emir and I didn’t really talk to each other much anymore. He didn’t confront me about my relationship with his father either—he seemed to have simply accepted it, which was a good thing. Thanks to Eros

Amanda had just entered the meeting room when the expression of the religious leader, who had been enthusiastic about officiating and blessing the Black Emperor's fourth marriage, suddenly changed completely. The elderly man who was the chief religious leader, Hang Gari, choked. "H-Her? Lady White, the Emperor's prospective wife?" Duke Gree immediately looked at the Black Emperor with a confused expression. "Yes, Amanda has become my rightful wife. We held our marriage in Artias. And now, I want you to officiate our marriage and proclaim Amanda as the empress." "E-Empress?" Hang Gari stuttered, this time not only surprising the religious leader but also Duke Gree, Amanda, and Princess Hera,

What they didn't know was that I had handed the seal to Harry with my own hands. The empress, Bella Barrett, had always felt guilty about not giving Harry the position of empress consort. She kept nitpicking and dropping hints that I should pass the royal seal to someone more deserving. If this had happened in the past, I definitely would have fought her on it. "How can there be an empress consort without a royal seal? You're deliberately trying to humiliate me!" But now, knowing that I was finally leaving this miserable place and going back to where I belonged, I felt a profound sense of relief.

“Yeah. Everything.” Emory didn’t seem to catch the flatness in my voice. “Can you believe it? After all the years of heartbreak and watching them run around with those imposters, we’re finally getting our happy ending.” She leaned in a little, her eyes dancing with something between mischief and triumph. “It’s poetic. Two cousins. Two weddings. Two men who finally realized where they belonged.” I forced a laugh, hollow and brittle. Realized? More like forced to realize? “Poetic, sure.”

Only a few words echoed endlessly in his mind— Sarah was going to marry someone else! How could she? How dare she take his son and marry another man? Seeing him freeze in place, Amy began to panic. "Tony, can we finish our wedding ceremony first? We really shouldn't delay any longer." But Tommy said, "Amy, I can't. I have to go find Sarah and bring her back first. She's my brother's widow. How can she just remarry whenever she wants?" A twisted flash crossed Amy's face.

I told him as he reeled in pain, "And, Next time, learn how to talk to a lady, bloody asshole." My smile never left my face and I walked through the crowd, a space demarcated for me to pass through as I did, leaving the entire Hall stunned. That was how I met my cheating husband, Daniel Carter.

I bet Mia isn’t included in that. “There’s no need for that, Mr. Evans.” I don’t plan on staying in this marriage I don’t remember. I just need to confirm some details and figure out what really happened in the past. I only came back here to see if I could remember something in this place. At first, I genuinely wanted to make it work, to see if I had chosen a happy life. But now… I’m starting to think that forgetting those memories might actually be a temporary blessing. This situation isn’t simple. But how am I supposed to remember anything in a place like this?

he began, slow and measured, "five years ago, you were betrothed to my Empress. On the eve of your wedding, you eloped with her half-sister and left behind a letter declaring you refused to be shackled by an arranged marriage and wanted to pursue true love. "On the day of the wedding, my Empress stood alone before a hall full of guests, before the mockery of the entire capital, and became the greatest joke this city has ever known." His voice grew colder with every word. "You left a newborn child on her doorstep and told her that as the intended wife, it was her duty to raise it. Did it ever cross your mind what it meant for an unmarried woman to raise someone else's child? Did you ever once

They can't do that, I'm sorry. But because that took place, I was able to let go of the young man I thought might make a good husband. My friends instantly departed when I told them that my parents wanted me to get married, but when morning arrived, legislation had already been passed stating that the new emperor is seeking an empress with credentials. Not at all, as the emperor also stated that the empress was permitted to have more than one husband. But since he is the emperor, he is only allowed one other woman.