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The inane chatter only helped to solidify my feeling of hope; this had to be a nightmare, now. "Hard thing, getting divorced," he said quietly. Even dreaming, I got the feeling that he was still evaluating me. I got the feeling he had started evaluating me as soon as I'd come in and never really stopped. "I should know. I've gone through it twice already not to mention all of the cases I've taken over the years. I've seen it all; cheating, arguments, abuse ... So why do you want to dissolve your marriage?" "Irreconcilable differences," I murmured as I'd rehearsed; I'd sat in my dream hotel room, in front of my dream mirror and rehearsed a dream speech I was going to make to this dream lawyer

"I'm just cooking, Mas, it's not heavy work. Just wait at the dining table; this fried rice will be done soon." Aris shook his head weakly. "No. I'll stay with you until you're finished," Aris still held Allisya, and although he did, his wife didn't feel disturbed; instead, she became even more enthusiastic about cooking. The romance of newlyweds, which every married couple experiences, though such intimacy never grows old as time passes. Boredom is eroded by affection and love, arranged by Cupid to unite two hearts in a sacred bond. "Oh, I'm jealous seeing that," Selena's interrupting voice shifted Allisya and Aris's attention; they moved apart, an awkward atmosphere settling in.

Why does he seem so indifferent? She clenched her pen tightly, unsure how to respond, but knowing she had no other options. Taking a deep breath, Bianca pushed her doubts aside and completed her paperwork. The room was silent, except for the scratch of pens on paper. A short while later, the marriage certificates were issued. Bianca glanced at Theo, whose demeanor remained aloof, as though this entire process was just another task to check off his list. She bit her lip. Grip, tightening on the certificate. What have I just got myself into? Bianca felt a pang of sadness, but couldn't deny how surreal the moment was. For years, she had imagined marrying Edward, yet here she was married to a ma

“Have you forgotten that I am a barren man?” Sean was silent for a moment. He certainly hadn't forgotten that fact, but why did Harvey have such limited thoughts about the meaning of marriage? “The purpose of marriage is not to have children, Harvey. Children are only a gift from God, so you can still be happy with or without having children.” "You talk like this because you already have Harriet." Now Sean got up from his reclined position to sit up straight. He was also thinking how to deal with this situation. "Did you ever talk about your infertility to Caroline?"

Dean agrees with him, "Once you get married, Julius and I will take a step back. However, until then we will continue as we are." I nod my head, feeling a bit defeated. I've only loved one girl and she left me without a reason. I gave her my heart, but she stomped on it like it meant nothing, like I meant nothing to her. Getting married isn't going to be easy. I want to marry a girl who takes my breath away. My Mate. I can't just marry any ordinary girl.

I was surprised to hear her think like that. “What are you saying, Poppy? No one is truly perfect. I'm not even the ideal wife. My husband has his shortcomings too. None of our kids are without their faults. Take Faith, for instance—no matter how kind-hearted he is, I wouldn’t call him perfect. Maybe as a partner, yes, I believe he’ll be a perfect husband for you. But he has his weaknesses too, which means he isn’t perfect either. Every person has their own unique set of flaws, whether they’re physical or mental. That’s what makes us special, Poppy. It’s perfectly okay not to be flawless. Those imperfections help shape our identity. If everyone were perfect, we’d miss out on the chance to le

"But I never thought she'd take my husband. I still love him Jake. Even after everything… I still love him." "I know," Jake whispered, stroking her back calmly. "But there are times when we will need to make some tough decisions to make us happy." He leaned back a bit as he faced her. "That's why I have a proposition for you. A deal that will be favorable for both of us. Amelia wrinkled her brow, confusion etched on her face. "What are you talking about?" Jake didn't say a word for about a minute, then said with determination, "Let's get married, Amelia."

Her voice hardened again, the doubt sealed over, the mask reassembled. "I believe in commitment. I believe in showing up. I believe in choosing someone every day, even when the feeling isn't there, even when the fire has gone out, even when the person you chose isn't the person you dreamed of. That's what marriage is, Adam. Not fireworks. Not rivers. Not grand, suicidal gestures. Showing up. And I showed up. Every single day. While you were unconscious, while you were dreaming about her, I was in meetings with your father and my father and a team of twelve lawyers, making sure that when you woke up, you would still have a life to come back to."

Lucas’s father added. “That’s not fair.” I mumbled in frustration. How was I suppose to have a happy marriage? “I know it’s not.” Lucas whispered as my waist was grabbed and I was pulled into his chest. I instantly relaxed into his chest and sighed. This was how a marriage was suppose to be. He was a few inches taller than me and still I felt like I fit into him perfectly. “I just want a perfect marriage.” I whispered as I closed my eyes. “I know.” Lucas stated as he rubbed my back. “One like the movies, I want to be happy.” I added so he could know that I didn’t think this was perfect.

I muttered. “It will be a marriage for only three months. Your standards shouldn't be that high,” Kelvin responded wittingly. “That's the more reason why it has to be a perfect woman!” I exclaimed. “I have kept a perfect image so far, my marriage won't be the opposite. When the marriage ends, I want the public to say that not even a perfect woman like whoever I pick could end up satisfying me.” Kelvin turned towards me with his arms folded, “And what do you think makes up a perfect woman?”