Running Away From Marriage Leaving Deception Behind Novels & Stories

He didn’t even remember that he was with someone and left immediately without looking back. When Chris took out his phone earlier, Rita had taken a peek and saw that the person calling was called Maria. ‘Who is she?’ Rita thought as her chest tightened. Her heart squeezed painfully, she felt like a cat was clawing at her heart. Rita suddenly became self-conscious of her surrounding hoping no one had seen her being abandoned. Otherwise, that would be more embarrassing. She’d rather only she knows that Chris left her at the mall to run after some other woman. ‘Why did he marry me if there was someone already?’ Rita grumbled to herself as she tried to swallow empty air painfully.

They were just ways to escape the world I lived in. But I didn’t say any of that. Because I couldn’t afford to. This marriage wasn’t supposed to be real. The moment we found the key to the slush fund, she’d be free. And the longer she stayed close, the more damage I’d do. To both of us. So I did the one thing I hated. I pushed her away. I looked her straight in the eye, forcing myself to stay cold. “Cassie,” I said carefully, “seems like you’ve forgotten—this marriage isn’t real. It’s just on paper. I’m sorry if I misled you. That was never my intention.”

She jabbed a finger in my face and roared, "Get a divorce, Matthew! You can't keep this witch around! And make sure she takes nothing from you!" My whole life, I'd never run into this kind of abuse. I thought, 'Guess there's going to be a big score to settle.' I covered my cheek and turned around. My eyes scanned the furious Sarah, the fake bitch, and finally, Matthew. Slowly, I asked, "Are you sure you're going to make me leave with nothing, Matthew?" He was holding the crying Rochelle. She was faking her weakness, while he froze for a fraction of a moment.

I had never felt so regal, so commanding, yet the act of deception weighed heavily on my heart . I did not like that I was deceiving the man I loved with all my heart . This is not how I planned to start my marriage , with secrets and deceit. Not in the least but choice had abandoned me long before the sun rose. If being Prince George’s wife required this web of lies, then so be it. A mere vampire hunter, a shadowed spy, a schemer of any sort would not stand in my way of spending the rest of my life with him . I would not allow anything or anyone to prevent me from claiming the rightful place that was mine by destiny and by promise.

It said: Gerald, I’m sorry for everything. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t live with the lies and the accusations. I can’t marry you when your family hates me. I can’t be happy when you yourself don’t trust me. When people around you hate me so much that they can do absolutely anything just to get rid of me for good. I love you, but I have to leave you. I’m going away, far away, where no one can find me. Please don’t look for me, please don’t follow me. Please just forget me.

my husband, my love, that was built on lies. “You didn’t marry me because you loved me,” I whispered. “You married me because I was compensated for my fathers life. For my ruined childhood!!.” And in that moment..I broke down and screamed. “So it was a Marriage of Deceit? It was all an orchestrated game for you all?”

The night before the wedding, the groomsmen and bridesmaids were too excited to sleep, so someone suggested writing down what they wanted to say to me on a slip of paper anonymously. I closed my eyes in anticipation, thinking I would receive all kinds of blessings. But when I opened the first note, I froze. [You witch. If you hadn't forced my brother, Nora would be my sister-in-law by now!] Nora Harris… She was my best friend. She had called me three hours earlier with red eyes, apologizing, saying that she had to go on a business trip all of a sudden and could not attend my wedding. With trembling hands, I kept reading… [The wedding ring he bought you was the one Nora rejected. Sh

Nora Bellweather married a man who never loved her. When she found proof of his betrayal, something in her went quiet and hard. Then, drowning her grief in a dim bar one night, she saw three faces from a past she thought she'd buried for good. The next morning, her husband walked in with three important guests, and she nearly dropped the teapot in her hands. It was them. Older, sharper, wealthier, and dangerous in ways they never used to be. They had once loved her without limits before everything fell apart. Now they were back in her house, in her life, refusing to stay away. Nora cannot forgive what tore them apart years ago, and she will not survive another heartbreak in a marriage that h

“Nine years of telling myself there was something I missed, some way I could have done it differently, some version of the marriage I failed to make work. And the answer was always that it was not something I missed. He knew. He chose.” She breathed. Mac put his hand over hers in her lap. She looked at the garden. She sat with it for a long time. Not falling apart. Not performing anything. Just sitting with a truth that had always been the truth and was now written down in the man’s own hand and she was holding it in her lap on a Friday morning outside a courthouse on the day the marriage was dissolved. Then she stood up. She put the folder in her bag. She turned to Mac. “You said you were t

“I am your wife! You let Katia kick us out of our house, and you did not say a single word! You just stood there and let her humiliate us! She is a monster, and you are just letting her rule over you like a slave.” I stared at her, genuinely baffled by the depth of her denial. It was like watching someone try to argue that the sky was neon green. "Which delusion is this one? Delia, you have never been my wife. You and I had an arrangement, a contract, that you would play the part for the family. I told you from the very first day that I was already married. When you say 'our,' you are confusing me, because there was never a 'me and you.' I never deceived you. I was perfectly transparent from