So I Married An Anti Fan Film の小説・ストーリー

He managed to teach her a few words, but before he could continue her lessons, he accidentally fell off a cliff on one of his trips out. From that day on, it was as if the world had forgotten her village ever existed. Later, when things in the village improved, the family was finally able to send Ian to study in town. Still, Megan couldn't escape. When she turned 14, her parents decided to marry her off to a widower in his 40s. Even his youngest child was already 13 years old. Only one thought came to her mind—she had to escape. She had to escape this place that would consume her completely and get away as far as she could.

The man already made it clear that he was anti-marriage and anti-kids. And yet… the thought still burned me alive. It was already extreme enough that he came inside me multiple times, all because of my stupid freaking allergy—which I allowed him to do the first time. But letting that reckless desire grow into a whole human being? That was an entirely different level of insane.

I gritted out. “That's not a problem, age is just a number. Antares here is not just my right hand man but also my best friend, he will treat you well. Now, if there's nothing else, close the door behind you.” He waved me off dismissively. “I will not marry him” I said quietly “What?” He asked. “I said,” I began, my voice growing louder with each word, “I.Will.Not.Marry.Him.” He froze, stunned and taken aback, this was the first time I had ever said no to his face, but I have had enough of them pushing me around.

Instead of feeling relieved, he was now annoyed. "You don't believe me, do you? My whole life, I've never even thought about having more than one wife. And now, suddenly, my wife is asking me to marry another woman." Laughter was still etched on Alvin's handsome face. "You should be happy then. You can have two wives without having to sneak around. Ethan grimaced. His friend was responding too casually. "The problem is, I'm not the type of guy who likes to share love. One is more than enough, and now you want me to have two? It would just be troublesome."

I have every plan to go after her, to make her mine again, but now she has ruined everything. She fucking got married to my brother, my fucking enemy. She must be trying to get back at me. Oh River! Did you have to get married to him? There are other men available in the world. It's not like I would have taken it lightly if she got married to someone else either, but she didn't have to marry him. “Whoever got married to that bitch must be out of their minds. Anyways, that's for the better.” “At least you won't have any reason to go after her anymore. I never liked her after all…” She scoffed, and I rolled my eyes like she could see me. “She's fucking married to Killian, Mother.” I said in a

She looks deep into her Nana's eyes and saw the fields and green mountains that she loves. "If I accept this marriage, I can no longer explore the wonders of nature, Nana. I would be doing those wife things that mothers do! I don't want to be controlled by anyone, especially by a man! What if he hurts me?" "That is why you are meeting him today, dear!" Nana Catalidya giggled. "Who knows, you might find love in him." Shayne was quick to snort. "Oh, please!" She rolls her eyes. "The only good men are fictional and I love villains, Nana. Never the main character and there's no such thing in real life!"

That was NOT what I was expecting. "I don’t think that’s what you really want," I told him, and gently removed his hand from my face. "Antonio, you’re a great guy. And maybe if I wasn’t married, things could be different. Maybe if I had met you before. But I didn’t. And I’m loyal to Jaxon. I like you, but I’m married. I take that seriously." That wasn’t exactly true. I didn’t really see myself ever actually wanting to be with Antonio Marino even if I was single. As charming as he could be, he reminded me a little too much of the gangsters my father had hung out with.

Five rings later. I hadn't scored a single point. The stall owner smiled politely. "Better luck next time." I folded my arms. "This game is definitely rigged." A familiar voice spoke behind me. "No." "It's your aim." I froze. “It's Damein.” The stall owner laughs. "Sir." "Help your girlfriend." We both freeze, both answer together. "She's not my girlfriend." "He's not my husband." Lily laughs. Damien picked up a ring. One throw. Perfect.