The Perfect Marriage Synopsis Novels & Stories

"I'd rather call this a vacation, honeymoon are for happily married couples" "We're happily married, Alisha.I guess you're among those who wants something that don't exist.....this is a perfect union,we both know where we stand and there would be no emotions to cloud things,you have to realize that I'd never indulge in those bare face lies so stop looking at me as if you're seeking my soul" "I don't know...." He put up a hand cutting her short. "You know what would make this marriage more perfect......you coming into my bed.It really annoys me that we ain't spending this honeymoon as I had planned,we are supposed to be waking up every morning in a tangle of bedsheets,limbs entwined with sate

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

"You want a contract marriage with me." Elena nodded, her eyes locked onto his."Yes" Ethan's smile grew wider as he stood up from the sofa. He walked towards Elena, and as he approached, Elena shifted slightly, her eyes narrowing. "I'm afraid can't marry you, Elena. You are not my type." Her eyes narrowed, her voice tinged with disbelief."I'm not your type?" Ethan's shoulders lifted in a subtle shrug."You're not." Elena's gaze burned with intensity as she rose from her seat, her eyes locked onto his."I will pay any amount you want, Ethan Nelson, for you to be my husband."

Somewhere in the building, a door closed. Then Marie spoke again, and when she did, the last trace of the fourteen-year-old girl was gone. What remained was the Van den Berg heiress — the one who had been trained since birth to negotiate, to acquire, to secure. "So, here is where we are," she said. "I am your wife. Not by your choice, but by law. The marriage certificate is filed, the merger is proceeding, and the combined assets of the Ballard and Van den Berg families are being integrated as we speak. The wedding ceremony proper will take place on the fourteenth of March, as planned. You will be there. You will stand at the altar. You will say the words. And you will mean them, or at least

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.

His words covered Kathleen's heart in a cloud of comfort as they expressed his intentions towards her. "Yes! Kathleen, we are not some teenagers who would date and waste time, I want to marry you. I wanted to propose to you properly since you deserve it but your psycho husband ruined things for me today. I feel very threatened and at a miserable place." Alec, after almost proposing her, looked away and sighed. Kathleen was surprised to hear what he had just told her. For her, marriage was like a cage due to her past experience, but she did want a pair of strong arms that could hold her and keep her safe.

But when he married her, he felt like he had let her down. He felt as if he betrayed her trust. He didn't marry her because of Jules Hayden's disappearance. He married her, because somewhere in his heart, he had always wanted to marry his Ira. Jules disappearance was just an excuse and a chance for him to realize his deepest desire. He didn't divorce her because of Jules Hayden or some faceless mate she had yet to find. He divorced her, because he felt like he took advantage of her innocence and deceptively bound her to himself.

I asked Jonathan, without moving my eyes from the vase. “Perhaps. I can’t give you a yes or no on this.” “Says the man known for having a picture-perfect marriage. If Jonathan Stephens says this stuff, then who will utter that they are happy in their marriage?” “I agree with you on this. Sarah is indeed a wonderful partner. I hit the jackpot the day she chose me, but I feel bad for her.” “Why?” I frowned.

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.

“Yes, I can, but can’t you understand that your bubble suffocated me? I wanted so desperately to make you proud, to be the perfect wife, to hold my own beside you, to give you the beautiful mini Moore we both wanted—and I did want them too, I really did, but I needed to find my self-respect first. I never found it with you because the pressure of living up to the perfection of your life was just too much.’ The walls of the surrounding buildings seemed to close in on her, crowding her, squeezing her, like creatures from the horror film her fairy-tale marriage had turned into. She gazed at him, feeling an almost unbearable sadness loom down on her. He looked haggard, as if he’d been told his e