Second Marriage Novels & Stories

Angeline never thought that she and Ned would end up like this either. But it was neither his nor her fault that they ended up like this. On Ned's 22nd birthday, he said that his first wish was to register his marriage with her as soon as possible. His second wish was to spend his 26th birthday with their child, and his third wish was to grow old with Angeline by his side. Only the first wish came true. She remembered coming out of the courthouse right after registering their marriage. Ned told her he was going to burn the marriage license after their marriage because they would only be separated through death and not divorce.

She stood shock at the scene she saw, she almost felt like vomiting but heck, she wouldn't show him how hurt she was, quickly composing herself, she gave a half smile and said, "Heck I'm sorry for barging in, I never knew you were already enjoying your honeymoon. Enjoy your time." She didn't give him a chance to reply and she walked off out from his office, the last time she felt pain was when Robert rejected her right in school and took her sister to be his mate, now she didn't just feel pain, she feel betrayal, anger, hurt, malice for this man, she couldn't understand why she was feeling this much pain even though she had accepted with happiness to be married to him as far as they weren't

“There was more I wished to discuss.” “What is it?” Karl, seemingly more open now, says as he leans forward. Reginald pauses for a moment as though choosing his words carefully before he, too, leans forward. “I’m getting old, Karl. And after what happened between my second wife and Damon, I’m… I’m tired.” I furrow my brow. “What happened with your second wife, exactly?” I ask. “If you don’t mind sharing.” He sighs heavily and passes his hand over his face. “Political marriages are difficult to traverse and even more difficult to end,” he says. “After twenty years of a miserable marriage, I was finally able to finalize our divorce. But it did not go smoothly.”

“The Duncans are even more anxious about this than we are. There’s no way they’ll let Aria Jackson get her way,” Sandra said coldly. She still couldn’t believe it—the Jacksons went bankrupt, Aria got divorced, and somehow she was still stirring up trouble! Kandice’s face darkened. Her jaw clenched. “They registered their marriage!” “What?!” Even Benjamin looked stunned. “They already got married? Didn’t she just divorce Larry?” No one had seen this coming.

My chest feels tight, my hands twisting nervously in my lap as the weight of his words presses down on me. “I…” My voice cracks, so I clear my throat and try again. “I don’t even know what to say to that.” His expression doesn’t waver, his patience unsettling. It’s like he’s already thought this through, planned every response, and I’m just catching up. “All I know,” I say quietly, my voice barely above a whisper, “is that I don’t want to get married at twenty and divorced at twenty-two.” I swallow hard, forcing myself to meet his eyes. “I’m sorry, Alaric. I can't."

“Well, you’ve been married twice. First to Emery, then he died. And then you had to wait. And then you got married again to this ruffian of a guy.” “His name is Julian,” I said to her. She gave a little nod. “Fine, fine, whatever. But all I’m saying is, you got married again. How does it feel?” I stopped, then turned to her. And she did the same to me. “What do you want from me? What do you want me to say?” “I don’t know,” she scoffed. “Maybe tell me that this is just a phase and by tomorrow it’s all going to be some bad joke.”

For the rest of her life, she would continue to be called a home wrecker by people who knew that Ella was Evan's wife. "Why do people in this country love to meddle in other people's business so much? In my country, even ordinary people live together without being married," Nathan asked. The man had now stopped exercising. He looked over at the group of women, or perhaps grandmothers, who were busy pointing at Ajeng. "Everywhere, second wives only want the wealth. I'm on the first wife's side. I feel sorry for Ella, getting cancer because her husband remarried." "I can't imagine how painful it must be for Ella. She had been with her husband since the beginning, and then that woman just casua

Martin demanded, his voice beginning to rise with anger. "I chose to enter a lawful marriage after my previous one had been legally dissolved. My actions are nothing like yours, Martin—having an affair until the other woman became pregnant, then secretly marrying her behind your first wife's back under the pretense of an unregistered marriage. Ironically, you demoted your lawful first wife to second place in your life." Marwan's words cut through Martin like a blade, leaving a deep ache in his heart.

That is something meant for our wedding night. Sudden footsteps ran past my door. I heard Sarah crying and arguing with Blake, demanding a grand wedding. Blake responded impatiently that since they had slept together, a simple mating ceremony would be enough. Naturally, Sarah refused. However, after two loud slaps, her protests turned into soft, breathy sounds. The dull rhythm of bodies colliding echoed from outside my room. I sighed and decided not to leave my room for the moment. In some ways, Blake and Sarah really were quite well matched.

Victoria had been married twice. The first time, she had been young and foolish and desperately in love with a man who would die too soon. The wedding had been small—a courthouse, a simple white dress, flowers from the corner bodega. She had loved every imperfect moment. The second time, she had been older and wiser and terrified. She and Nathaniel had exchanged vows in Margaret’s garden, surrounded by roses and the people they loved most. It had been perfect in a way she hadn’t known to hope for.