The Perfect Marriage Characters Novels & Stories

My Perfect Abrupt Marriage Chapter 3 Dalvin’s I tapped my elbows, dazedly looking at the documents in front of me. I could read but I guess it was because of that woman who dared to stomp my feet. However I think about it, it’s just aggravating that I didn’t even scold her. Had I been too complacent or charmed? I touched my throbbing forehead, unable to accept the truth that had occurred. How many days had it been— three days since I got married but my supposedly wife is nowhere to be seen?

He could call her in and they have a long laugh at the fireplace and talk about boys. Just like they used to before he got married but Karen had told him that children weren't always the same innocent lambs when they grew up. “They become normal people and change……change so bad they could even harm you if they want,” she had said. “Why dad? Why did you let Alfred win? Why did you let Karen come between us and tear us apart?” Mary asked, tears making her face shiny under the moonlight. He stood, confused. They had told him she was a cheating wife……he believed them.

142 Alex Married life with Charlotte began like a stage play, where every act was rehearsed and every line delivered with precision. On the surface, everything seemed perfect, but beneath the glittering façade, I felt like a prisoner in my own life. Charlotte had her role down to an art. She was the doting wife, the poised hostess, the perfect daughter-in-law. But I wasn’t sure if it was an act for society or if she genuinely believed this was how marriages were supposed to work.

Her marriage sucks, and it was the opposite of blissful. Continuously getting locked up in the gigantic mansion definitely wasn't a marriage that anyone would wish for. She feels imprisoned in the marriage and If only she had gotten married to John, then she wouldn't have had such a horrendous experience. She would have experienced 'the perfect marriage,' while having all the freedom she needed.

"I like your debating nature, so debate with me all the time. I have a lot of topics that can be debated between us. Besides, I won't lie when I say that you really make my masculine soul roar." Vlora looked at her watch and realized that they had been in the restaurant for over an hour. That was surely a signal for Andreas to finish his preamble soon. "I'll say it again. You are beautiful and perfect. You are the embodiment of my dream woman." The preamble had concluded. Vlora let out a long sigh. “I believe that if we get married, this marriage will be unparalleled in the world. There won't be any romantic proposals, instead, it will be a process of lobbying,” Vlora said.

“I'm not saying I want to. I'm saying I want you to know that I won't marry you because everyone expects me to.” My throat tightened. “And I won't marry you because I already said yes.” He smiled. “I know.” “I'll marry you because I choose you.” His expression softened. “And I'll choose you every time.” That was when I understood. We didn't need a perfect wedding. We needed a marriage strong enough to survive imperfect days. So we went back downstairs. We didn't shout. We didn't threaten. We simply told everyone the truth. This was our marriage. Our decision. Our life.

Her head falling back due to the intensity with her in body. To them marriage wasn't always a paper but the connection of there bodies, the way there bodies reacted to each other was something no one could ever even think of breaking. THE END

A perfect match, if that was even possible. Were their algorithms really capable of assembling the perfect fit? The whole concept of a ‘perfect fit’ in general had always seemed cliché to me. Certainly great fits and happy couples existed. I had seen proof of happy marriages between two people that worked great for each other. But they were never between two people as… particular… as myself. They were always between two nice and pleasant people, not a pair of sarcastic realists, whose best friends also happened to be extremely sarcastic. For a second I paused and chuckled at the idea of marrying Cora. There’s no doubt it would be intensely amusing, but we would drive each other up the wall.

she bit her lip right after saying that sentence, as if she immediately regretted it, blushing fiercely "I mean, uh... I-I didn't want to make this all more opulent than it needs to be. be, but... I don't know, it seemed strange to get married dressed like I was going to the supermarket..." “You're perfect, Charlie. “ he repeated, making her shut up as he touched her cheek gently “Today is a special day and nothing else matters." his sentence made both of them smile widely. Just for that day, he could allow yourself to be selfish and give yourself that gift: pretend, if only to yourself, that they really loved each other and that marriage wasn't a sham. Charlie wasn't by his side just out of

This condition was proposed by Catherine to her father as she thought that was her only opportunity and avenue to make Daniel hers. The Lions had no other option than to accept and force their first son, Daniel, who never loved Catherine and loved someone else whose identity Daniel didn’t disclose, to get married to Catherine. Catherine was all over the moon on her wedding day as her wish finally came true and she was walking down the aisle with her dream man. As they exchanged vows, Catherine put on a satisfying smile, knowing she had finally gotten hold of her dream man but Daniel on the other hand, was devastated and seeing the woman he loved watching as he exchanged marital vows with ano