Sweet Love Revenge Marriage 소설 & 이야기

The way he was screaming as he ran towards her was a cute memory she couldn’t forget. As sweet memories flooded her mind, Meera’s heart softened. Although their marriage ended in betrayal, she didn’t want to hold on to grudges. She lowered herself and pulled him to his feet while saying, “A glass once broken can never be amended. Although marriage didn’t work out between us, it doesn’t mean I hate you. I wish you and Vivian all the happiness in the world.” With that said, she held Maria’s hand and walked past Ben. Ben turned and watched as they walked into the court with conflicted emotions. Not that he hated her, but he preferred a fertile Vivian. But even so, she has to be by his side, for

The headline at the top read: Nations Sweethearts, Tristan Hoult and Shayla Hart have Reunited! “Nation’s sweethearts?” I utter with a roll of my eyes, and Jo squeals, clapping her hands. Aimee takes the tablet from me and reads the article out loud. “Listen to this. Tristan and Shayla’s whirlwind romance has us all at the edge of our seats. Their surprise marriage and the especially shocking news of a sudden divorce—six months after they got hitched—had us all wondering what had gone wrong between our beloved sweethearts? On the day Tristan was supposed to marry Sophie Turner, Shayla was seen racing toward the church to stop the wedding. It was unlike anything I have ever witnessed in all m

Astrid's POV "What?" I demanded, my brows knitted together. "I think you heard me the first time. Marry me, and I'll help you get your revenge. Don't worry, it won't be forever. Just a couple of months." What the hell? What does he think marriage is about? It isn’t just a playdate in the park. It’s sacred! Whether forever or not! "I'm sorry. I won't marry you. If that's the only way to get revenge, then... I'm not interested."

He’s calm, collected, and happy. “It took time, but I’ve moved on from a painful past. I’ve found new love… someone who sees me… someone who would never betray me like the way my dead wife did.” Vivienne squeezes his hand. “We hope to be married one day and start a family. We deserve a happy ending. Especially after everything that has happened,” she smiles, her voice soft, perfect, and vile. I scroll down, and the comments hit like shrapnel. “Glad he’s moved on from that snake.”

"If they knew what was going on, they'd be happy for you." In the kitchen, Rosie was busy helping Sarah prepare dinner. As they chopped vegetables and stirred pots, Rosie asked, "So, how's things going with you and Luke?" Sarah smiled, feeling a sense of happiness wash over her. "It's great, Rosie," she said. "I never thought I'd say this, but I'm actually happy that our marriage isn't just about revenge anymore." Rosie's face lit up with a warm smile. "I'm so glad to hear that, Sarah," she said. "You two are meant to be together."

Damon hesitated, giving me a look before stepping back, just far enough to give us space but still close enough to step in if needed. Nicholas didn't wait. He closed the distance between us, towering over me. The same Nicholas who used to shout at me, who made me cry, now stood here, shuddering in front of me. I stole a glance at the few people passing by us and I said, “Yes, Mr. Chavez?” My voice was cold. Very cold. I remembered everything in a flash. The day we got married, the day we moved into his new estate, the day our lovely marriage started to fall apart.

And she had no idea why. “And do you want to know why?” he continued, halting her straying thoughts. “Because I know what marriage means to you. I know what you've imagined your marriage to be. I know that you've dreamt about your wedding in a certain way. And that's why I'm here, to crush any chance of that dream manifesting. To make sure you never get the marriage you've encraved in your mind. To get you stuck in this loveless marriage forever… I know what that stupid word ‘love’ does to you. And knowing that you would never get that gives me the absolute form of satisfaction, my dearest wife. So buckle up and come to terms with your life because shedding tears isn't going to change the ou

"I already know our marriage is real. We were married by a judge and a pastor." I see him overcome with relief without understanding his reaction. Why would he be relieved of the truth? I married him, thinking I would be happy, instead, it has only brought me unhappiness and pain. It's not fair, believing you found the love of your life, only to realize he has come to break your heart. "Melek, I know I hurt you, but I am sorry for it. And I don't want you to marry Esat Erdoğan." "It's too late for that now, I'm going to marry Esat whether you want me to or not. Now you have to go, because I don't want to see you again."

Our ugly past ended into a happy ever after. "I love you so much, honey," I uttered with my lower lip between my teeth. His eyes glinted and he drew me closer to him. "Finding and claiming you again is the best decision I ever made. Now my life is complete. I have you, Claudine and our incoming baby. You are my only love, my Christina," he said throatily. "Hmmm honey..." I was cut in when his lips went down to mine. THE END

Realization hit him after a few seconds, he shot back into loud raps of mocking laughter "Unbelievable!" "The feisty girl charging through the airport like a bulldozer, never in a million times would i think of seeing you again." a sly smirk played on his lips as he remembered her expression as the hot coffee burned her skin. His eyes dropped on her chest where the coffee had spilled but this time it was covered with her shirt. Her face turned crimson while she threw him a deadly glare. “But let’s be clear,” he said, the laughter gone as fast as it came. His voice was cold, expression unreadable. “This is a marriage of convenience. I get my inheritance. You save your family’s reputation. Not