The Perfect Marriage Novels & Stories

Because I'm in a mess with him. "But let me tell you this, marriage is not always rainbows and butterflies, laughs and smiles. Reality is, marriage is most of the times ugly. It's not like the ones we see in the movies. But it is normal. There is no perfect marriage You will be tired, hurt, bored with each other. Yes, marriage is not always a beautiful thing, but then, it is amazing. It is knowing that someone loves you so much. It is having someone have your back no matter what," Tito Segismundo continued.

I said "Let me ask you guys a question" he dropped his pen and the document on the centre table. "Especially you Pearl, why do you want to do this?, why agree to this marriage when you know you'll break it after six months?" "I wanted a love marriage, I wanted a man who loves me for who I am, not one who keep on complaining about everything. I just want to be free, is that too much to ask?" She glared at me evily "You guys can't fall in love with each other?"

Yet somehow, he was angry again, accusing me of failing in my duties as a wife. No matter what I chose, it was never what John wanted. I shoved him away hard, forcing distance between us, then looked at him coldly. "John, we made things very clear before this marriage. Other than necessary public occasions, we stay out of each other's private lives. If I hadn't been worried about the media stirring up trouble and affecting the partnership yesterday, I wouldn't even have stayed. "And honestly, this marriage is nothing more than a business deal. Once the cooperation between the Dyke and West families ends, we'll get divorced anyway. So stop talking like I'm pushing you toward someone else. Aft

"You didn't fix him. He wasn't broken. But you made him better. Made him want to be better. That's what real love does." Chloe was crying. Happy tears streaming. "Chloe, my little sister. The person I helped raise. Protected. Worried about constantly." He smiled. "Letting you grow up was hard. Watching you fall in love was harder. But watching you marry the right person? That's easy. Because Marcus is right for you. Completely. Perfectly." He took a breath. Looked at both of them. "Marriage isn't about perfection. It's not about never fighting or never struggling. It's about choosing each other. Every day. Every moment. Even when it's hard. Especially when it's hard."

He said quietly to her. Samara frowns at his comment as she lets her eyes linger on him. He was fully dressed in his uniform. He looked good, but he wasn't going to hear that from her. The priest clears his throat to get their attention. "A great marriage is not when the perfect couple come together, it's when imperfect couples learn to enjoy their differences". The priest began, "In the sight of God, do you Frederick Smyth take this woman, Samara Noel to be your lawfully wedded wife?

We are created to love and be loved, and I believe we can all agree that love is the most fantastic and indescribable emotion known to mankind. Isla was the happiest woman when she married Zero Cohen a few years ago. Zero is a caring, loving, and thoughtful husband. But was he said before was true. He isn’t perfect. They have a happy married life, but it’s not always rainbows and happiness. They argue. They fight. They have misunderstandings. But Zero’s always ensured they won’t sleep until they made up. Zero isn’t perfect, but he always tries to be one. He was the kind of husband that every woman’s dreamed of. And she was lucky to be his wife.

" Whoever will marry you will be a lucky girl, you cook so well. you can cook with your wife, it will be fun to watch my son and daughter-in-law cooking together " " But Anam doesn't know how to cook " I mumbled. " Did you say something Ayan" " No mom, definitely not you must be assuming " " Okay " pressed a kiss on my forehead. Phew I don't believe I said that in front of her. If mom even hints at something. She will start planning my wedding and I don't want to give Anam a shock. Breakfast went well, I didn't mumble anything stupid. Mom was constantly talking from which many things went above my head.

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.

I couldn't ask for anything more because our family is so perfect. I might say that God has a wonderful plan for us. Everything happens for a reason. It only started with the business marriage agreement of our fathers. I just didn't think that the one I used to hate was actually the one for me. That's why, God is really amazing because no matter how much you turn your back on the person he intended for you—if it's really yours, destiny will meet or find a way to put you back on the right path, where the will of God still meets your paths. If I ask God for anything, it is that my beloved husband never changed. I am so content with the kind of family I have. I am so much in love with him, and

enough for a couple of kids, and we were still discussing how that would work, which is why I was teasing Marcus about me becoming a house husband. After selling my business, I have decided to take it slow and only pick a few consulting gigs whenever I feel bored. I was getting acclimatized to Marcus's new world and even getting along with Tyler ok barely, but still that was progress. "HI, where did you?" Marcus asks softly. “I am just thinking how far we have come." I tell him hugging him close. "Yeah? It's been a roller coaster, but I wouldn't change it for anything. I am so glad you found me on that bridge that day. You Simon are my hero and my perfect man.“ I tear up because how does he