Novel & Cerita Sweet Love Revenge Marriage

“I want that too. So much. Thank you for forgiving me. I promise I won’t fail you again. I will be the man you fell in love with. Better, even.” I smiled weakly. “The only sad thing is… we are divorced now. We are not husband and wife anymore.” Stephen leaned closer, determination glowing in his eyes. “Then we will fix that. We can get married again. Just give me the word, Susan. Say yes, and I will start everything right away.” I laughed softly. “Let me heal first. Then we will talk about it. But yes, I would love to be your wife again.” Something shifted in his eyes, joy, relief and love, all mixed together. He leaned down and kissed me. It had been so long since our lips met. The moment h

"Then he wasn't ready. And I stop pretending that changes anything." I hang up, standing in the garden with the decision made. The kitchen door opens. Melissa emerges—changed now, ready for her day. She stops when she sees my face. "Tell me you did the right thing. Not the easy one." She crosses to where I'm standing. Studies me with those eyes that see everything. "I just bet everything on Adrian not failing." My laugh comes out hollow. She takes my hand. Threads our fingers together. "That’s the Marcus I married." She kisses me—not the quick pecks I've gotten used to, but full, lingering.

Too bad, she had to fall for such fate. I hope she finds love and forget about him quickly. She praises how he'd do anything just for me. Everything revolves around him. Imelda concludes with advising me that I should love him just the way he does. If I were to comment, i'd say she was the brave one here, letting go of the man she loves from childhood and still helping him and his lover attain the revenge they seek after. After concluding, she requested to dress me up for the feast. I refute at first but realized it would break her heart.

I only hear the priest's last words. "You may kiss the bride," He says. I cannot wait to take Belinda into my arms and kiss her. I kissed her like I had never kissed her before. I love her with all my heart, and all my emotions are shown in that kiss. She kissed me back like never before. I know she appreciates what I have done for her. I am so glad that Belinda has decided to become my wife again. Everything is done and over when Sarah Harper storms into the chapel. "I knew it. I knew you were never married!" She screams. I do not know how she knew about our wedding or where she came from. Nick does not blink an eye as he walks past me, takes her by her arm, and shows out of the chapel.

Hades also caressed his gentle pretty wife’s face in the gentle grip of his hands. “I’m deadly sure we can fight against the king’s adviser and also the king himself, and eventually defeat them. West Medicine Land won’t attain and achieve their evil as well as malevolent goals, Eva Sweetheart. You must believe me, must believe in the power of our love, affection, and also togetherness. Won’t you, Eva Sweetheart?” Sugar Aquarius was seen tidying up his gentle pretty wife’s a bit messy quiff.

" Sweetheart, you know my marriage to Ariana is over. There's no need to worry about us getting back together. I ended my marriage to Ariana the moment I found out that Sophia had recovered from her illness and we could finally have the wedding we had always dreamed of. If it weren't for my foolish brother's thoughtless actions, I would never have married Ariana in the first place. I still can't believe it, Nathan. You know she's not as innocent as she pretends to be. She stole your mother's necklace five years ago. I know she's still the same deceitful person.

"Hope that someone might give me a second chance someday. Someone who knew me before I became the man who destroyed his own marriage." Monica closed her eyes and placed her hand on her stomach. "Maybe someone will," she whispered. But first, they had to survive Germany Slater's final desperate attempts at revenge.

“This is ridiculous. Éric and Anne-Marie? That’s—” “Exactly what it looks like,” she interrupted. “They’re getting married.” The room felt smaller. “No,” I said, shaking my head. “That doesn’t make any sense.” “Oh, it makes perfect sense,” she replied. “Your ex-wife and your stepbrother. A beautiful reunion, don’t you think?” There was something off about the way she said it. Something almost… amused. I exhaled sharply. “I’m not going.” Isla tilted her head, studying me like I was something she couldn’t quite figure out.

He was darkness, I was light. He was hate, I was love. He was revenge, I was forgiveness. Folding my arms at my chest with a painful smile over my lips, I was staring at the couple getting married before my light blue eyes followed by tears blurring my vision. “Congratulations.” Whispering sorrowfully from afar, I tugged my auburn hairs behind my ears, releasing a low chuckle from anguish. Why was I so sad at a wedding?

"Yes, absolutely yes." He slipped the ring onto my finger, and for a moment the cathedral threat, Richard's traps, the bioweapon—all of it faded into background noise compared to the overwhelming rightness of this decision. "I love you," I said, kissing him with intensity that carried everything I'd been too scared to fully express before. "I love you, and I'm going to marry you, and we're going to survive this because I refuse to let Richard's revenge steal our future." "We get married after we end Richard," I said firmly when we finally broke apart. "Not before. I won't start our marriage under his shadow. We finish this hunt, eliminate the threat, and then we celebrate our beginning prope