Novel & Cerita The Perfect Marriage Synopsis

I thought my life would be perfect after I woke up from a coma…I thought I would be happy, why was I feeling the exact opposite? Just then, my phone beeped. I wiped my tears and picked it up, hoping for something to distract me from the storm in my head. But what I saw only made my heart race. “YOUR EVER-PERFECT MARRIAGE DOESN'T SEEM PERFECT ANYMORE. NEED A HAND SOLVING YOUR PROBLEM?” I stared at the screen, my breath catching in my throat. My fingers tightened around the phone as I read the message again. Who could have sent this? How did they know about my marriage? About the cracks I had tried so hard to hide?

"God, they're so down-to-earth, huh? People with their statuses probably have their own home theaters. Yet, they're out here fighting for our seats, LMAO." "They are down-to-earth, but you can't deny it's sweet and romantic. That's just what life is all about, you know." "Yeah! They're humans, too! They're just doing what couples do—going on a movie date and whatnot…" "I don't think they're just a couple. They should be married. I saw they're wearing rings." "Wasn't there a livestream at the Johnson residence a while ago? She's the abandoned daughter of the Johnson family. I think someone called her "Mrs. Layton" in the livestream. So, they should be married."

Julia was set to marry James and Luis but the day they came to deliver the news, Luis soul bonded with my daughter Susie, and he left Julia to be with her. Luis and Susie had the perfect marriage and the perfect family. They’ve had no disagreements and honestly, they’re so perfect together it can make one sick. I found my thoughts wandering to Tiffany. I had no idea why I couldn’t hear her thoughts, and it made me nervous yet excited.

1983. A marriage? A legacy? A trap? I couldn’t bring myself to understand what the initials meant, or maybe it was a warning. I slipped the ring onto my finger. It was heavier than I expected. It pulsed against my finger like it had a life of its own – like it knew it didn’t belong to me.... yet somehow had always been mine. I stood up, leg stiff and sore, taking slow, calculated steps towards the full – length mirror in the mirror. My reflection in the mirror startled me.

“Thank you. You see there's been rumors going around about Mr Aldric's marriage to Miss Elara. That was just a misplacement of names. You see they are identical twins and there was a swap in the names when they went for marriage registration….” I zoned out of what the announcer was saying as I read what was on air. BILLIONAIRE MARRIAGE FINALLY ON TRACK BILLIONAIRE MARRIAGE MISTAKE REVEALED SECRET BEHIND MR ALDRIC HARRISON DIVORCE The headlines were making me dizzy and immediately someone softly took my phone from my hands. I looked up to see Aldric standing there with a smile. “Would…are we going to be okay with this?”

Sam and Ethan said at the same time, giggling at what appeared to be happy memories of young Graham. In the midst of playful roasting and proud glances, Elise realized she hadn’t married into a cold dynasty, but into a family that loved loudly and without restraint. So, why not give this accidental marriage a chance?

"We got married at a small ceremony in the Hamptons. Just close friends and family. You said you didn't want anything too big." I look at the photo on the screen. It's me, but not me. The woman in the white dress was smiling, her arm linked with Damien's, looking at him like he hung the stars. She looked happy, in love. I didn't recognize her at all. I scroll through more photos. Christmas markets, holding hands. Candlelit dinners. A trip to Paris. Every picture showed a perfect couple living a perfect life. But something about them felt staged, like we're actors in a movie rather than people in a marriage.

she replied, “I can’t believe we are breaking history, a maid is marrying her boss.” “I don’t think anybody would believe that for you look nothing like a maid.” “But I was a maid.” “Was, but not anymore, you are my imperfect perfection,” he replied that she could only smile and wondered how can they be a perfection that is imperfect? Not getting her answer, she smiled more pronounced and listened to the priest, today is a very big day to her, a day she had looked forward to all her life with the man beside her. And she knew that just as his words ‘imperfect perfection’ confused her, so would their love confuse anyone who tries to ruin them.

" 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.

"I'm ready Barry, I want to be with you forever, but I'm nervous. I'm very nervous. Marriage is a big deal. What if I don't make a perfect wife? What if I'm terrible at it?" "I don't need a perfect wife baby. A wife that is understanding and open with me is all I ask for, and you are just that. We'll learn the ins and outs on the way. There's no marriage that's perfect. What matters is that it's filled with love. And we have more than enough love" Barry's words reassure me and calm me down. I love this man very much. I know I made the right decision to be with him. We talk some more and romance before we head back up to join the party. No one even noticed we disappeared before. I dance and g