The Broken Ring: This Marriage Will Fail Anyway Novel Novels & Stories

This was the same ring Serene had used to propose to him after he retrieved it from the sea years ago. Time had not been kind to the ring. The diamond was missing, and the band had tarnished. Allen ran his fingers over its surface, lost in thought. It struck him that the ring was a fitting metaphor for their marriage: neglected and corroded by imbalance. For five years, he had poured everything into their relationship, while she had taken it all for granted. A marriage built on one-sided effort, without mutual care, was doomed to decay—just like this ring. With a quiet resolution, Allen returned the ring to its box and asked the butler to deliver it to Serene.

The fog I've been in since this ordeal began lifts and I'm driven to my knees before the man that put the ring on my finger. Sobs of animal-like pain erupt from my throat. I have given up everything. I walked away from a beautiful mansion with hand-picked furnishings. I walked away from bottomless amounts of cash, unlimited credit cards and trips all over the world. But worst of all, I walked away from a man that I still love with every fibre of my being. A man that touches every part of me and satisfies my physical body as well as my soul. I did this for my children; their health, their safety and their future. And I failed to save them. Now I have nothing, no children, no husband and no ri

I asked, trying to sound calm, though excitement crept into my voice. Dylan gave a soft chuckle, exhaling a ring of smoke. His tone was casual, even indifferent. “It’s an arranged marriage. I can’t let it look too bad.” The smile on my face froze. “Who is the ring for?” I heard my voice, dry and brittle. He kissed the corner of my lips. “Obviously, for the woman my family picked for me. Who else?” My blood turned to ice. “Didn’t you say you hated arranged marriages?” I forced the words out. “At Mason’s birthday party, you said—”

Marrying such an unreasonable woman would only throw the entire household into chaos. "Call the marriage off. I have no objection. But the porcelain bowl was our family's betrothal gift to yours. Now that your best friend deliberately smashed it, you must compensate me." "Are you insane?" Zoey immediately shrieked, "Lauren, he's obviously taking advantage of you! How much could that pile of broken junk even be worth?!" The surrounding bystanders burst into mocking laughter. "This delivery guy must be starving for money! How dare he try to extort Miss Hayes?"

"Then what do you want me to do now?" A small smile slowly spread across the old man’s lips. "Do you really need to ask me that? I thought you were supposed to be intelligent." Zach shot a murderous look at the old man. "And if I don't fix my marriage with Cyan?" "Then you will lose your position, the company, the wealth, and everything else, Zach…”

He stared at me for a beat too long, then nodded. I shut the door and felt hollow. No joy. No sadness. Just numbness as I stared at the haunting reality of my marriage in the new flower vase. Broken to be replaced. I slid under the covers and glanced at my ring, swallowing the urge to toss it away. I tried to sleep but failed. Tossed around the bed until the sun rose into the sky, yet I still lacked the zeal to move. Someone knocked on my door. I opened and there was nobody, except for a white box lying on the floor.

After all, do they have any good things at home? The reason why he was so interested was simply to relax his eyes. Even if a piece of shit is put in front of him now, he will find it much more interesting than these documents. "What's so interesting? It's a gift from a man, it's bad luck!" Sophia looked disgusted. It's terrible, Sophia seems to be getting more and more disgusted with men. It is estimated that it will be impossible to marry in the future. It doesn't matter if this is the case, no man in this world is worthy of their family Sophia.

I got up and walked over to the balcony to go outside. Why did I feel something with Colton. It's like no matter how hard I try this ass hat still found a way for me to like him. He found away to be in my mind and stay there till I could be with him.But he was a cold heartless man who couldn't be loved. And I was married to him.I looked down at the ring he gave me and ripped it off my finger. It took everything in me not to drop it off the balcony. I resorted to dropping it on my dresser as I walked back in to grab a book from the shelf beside the dresser.Even that couldn't put me to sleep. I stayed up for the rest of the night into the day laying in bed not wanting to move. I felt broken an

Damian sat at the head of the table, his expression hard. When he saw me, a flash of disgust crossed his eyes, but more than that was a restless irritation—he had lost control of the situation. I didn't look at him. I stepped into the center of the chamber, holding the decree high, sweeping my gaze across the room. Finally, it rested on Damian. "Damian," I said, my voice low but carrying through the hall. "You broke the vows you made to me, to my father, and to the Silvermoon pack. Now you want me to sign this document to legitimize your marriage to a new Luna."

“Ha, you have much to learn about, girl. From your surprise, I assume you believed the bond was something irrevocably life-changing.” “I… Well, I always thought that the fated mate bond was meant to be unbreakable. Something solid and magical,” I admit, ignoring how silly I feel saying the words out loud. Elder Luka chuckles. “Indeed. Many people do, you’re far from the only one. But what most fail to realize is that even if the bond is Goddess-ordained, it’s still given to flawed people who can choose to ruin the bond or not.” They give me a smile that makes them suddenly look like a child. “I’m old. I am probably the only elder around older than the Goddess herself.”