The Mismatched Marriage Novels & Stories

retorted Paris worried as she sat beside her sister on the bed. "Let's just say, he's not the type of person I would have wanted to fall for," retorted Everlee not wanting to tell her sister that Archer was soon to be married. Married to a woman he seemed to not love just because he's scared of being hurt, and the reason why he told her of his marriage was that he had fallen for her the way she did, and he feared she'll hurt him. "Well, don't worry yourself you'll find someone better and forget that loser," said Paris consoling her sister.

If that were how we started choosing our life partner, marriage would be nothing but a business deal between a man and a woman. Men like Gavin required a lot from their wives. The women must have a higher bid on the plate than the men already have. Glamour, fame, reputation, charities, parties, and more mingled in the husband and wife’s daily routine, and both of them had to go with these. I wasn’t that woman in any way. Even if I were born once again, there was no way I could cope with that environment, but here I was living a life that someone else should have lived. It was a phenomenon that Gavin proposed to me for marriage when, in reality, I wasn’t anywhere near that man. Surely, it did

Harley said while tears dripping down from her eyes, "I need to get married, I need kids, you're just a stumbling block to my marital life" Mickel said, "Okay, I will discuss with my dad, we will pick out wedding date soon" Harley said, "I'm not Interested again, I want to move on" Mickel said, When Mickel said that he's not Interested In getting married to Harley, She returned home, and she bought her luggage, and she started cohabitating with Mickel, and she started giving Camilla problems,

“Is it because he wouldn’t marry if it wasn’t fake?” “Nothing of the sort. You two are like…” she went silent for so long I thought she had dropped the topic entirely, but it turned out she was looking for the best analogy. “Two beautiful shoes but not of the same pair. You are both great people but you are mismatched.” My heart sunk for reasons I couldn’t explain. “What does that even mean?” “I don’t see him falling in love with an innocent woman. He would want someone like him, a woman with the same kind of darkness as his own—vengeful and ruthless. And well, he didn’t lie to me when I asked.”

If I could do it all over again, I swear I'd love you the way I should have. … I read them one by one, watching Adrian pour out his pain and his longing for me. Still, I felt nothing. After all these years, I'd long since erased the 28-year-old Adrian from my heart. Whenever I looked back, the only Adrian I remembered was the earnest 18-year-old boy. I got married two years later. I married a man who loved me deeply, and together we welcomed a beautiful little girl. My husband asked me what I wanted to name our daughter.

Her words seared through me, every syllable a dagger to my chest. “Who… who am I getting married to?” I asked at last, my voice barely more than a whisper. My chest felt heavy, each word dragged out of me like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked at Claudia with pleading eyes, though I already knew mercy was something she would never give. “Adrian Blackwood,” she said at last, her tone dripping with mockery. “A poor nobody. No family name, no wealth, no future. Just the kind of man fit for you.” You should be happy he married you with your debt.

His pinched brow and narrow eyes indicate he's heard Dax and is about to lose his shit. I don't stop to acknowledge his entrance. "I get you guys are upset you weren't included, but the fact is, our marriage isn't about you, Dax, or anyone else standing on the other side of that door. "I waited a long time to find a man I consider a partner, my soul mate, who makes me laugh, encourages me, loves me in a way I've only read about in books. If you think I was going to let that slip through my fingers because I was scared to act on what we both knew was meant to be, then that's your issue, not mine. I will not apologize to you or anyone else for marrying Moby."

(16) |Edited| T H I R D P E R S O N ..... His heart stopped in pain when the man squeezed his mate's hand like she belonged to him once more. What was he doing beside her? He turned back to his beautiful mate, she looked confused and guilty. He gritted his teeth in betrayal. The pain tore through his chest like a sword. That stupid voice was right, no one would ever love him. His own mate had hurried to get married to escape him. He had actually thought he had a chance with her.

She wanted to curl into a ball and cry her heart out. "I think I know what this means!" Tash jerked up her tone filled with excitement. "You guys were meant to be. Right from the beginning. I mean its fate that you two must meet here because you got married to the wrong twin, the wrong half. Its like they say, how soulmates are bonded even before their birth but somehow Ronan got mixed up and in order to fix the mismatch that happened with his half, your better half, fate failed your marriage and brought you here. To meet your real half." She said as her voice slowly resonated into Anya's ears which rose her heartbeat. "The Mismatched Half." Emily jeered wild eyed.

"Listen carefully, and don't cut me off, okay?" The two lovebirds nodded in agreement even though they didn't know what Indah was going to say. "When I was young, matchmaking was still a thing. Your Dad and I are the result of this controversial marriage system. Before marrying me, your Dad already had a girlfriend. They had been in a relationship for a long time. Dad himself told me. We got married, not out of love. Actually, our married life wasn't harmonious from the start, but there weren't any big fights either. More likely to be cold. During the two years of marriage, we never touched each other, obviously, there was no way we could have a child.