The Perfect Marriage Synopsis Novels & Stories

She gives me the I dare you look and I can’t complete my sentence. She goes to talk to the Shepherdess while I chat with Isaac, who also has a lot of witty remarks. “Hallelujah, brother Lord,” he beams. “Seriously, man?” “The marriage is consummated. That is a reason to celebrate,” he continues while I shake my head. He suddenly becomes serious. “No, really, man. Some people did not really recognise your marriage, until now.” I narrow my eyes, trying to analyse his words. Amari and I took our vows. Whether we consummated or not does not change that she is my wife.

Why was I just sitting here while my wife was betraying me? I looked into the room. My wife's mother had given us an antique vanity whose mirror was no longer attached as firmly as it should have been and it tilted slightly downward. I thought absently about how I was supposed to have fixed it some time ago ... but now I was happy and yet sad that I hadn't. It afforded me a view of the bed; it let me watch my wife and her lover. Her wailing was increasing. My wife was not a quiet lover; her passion started as low moans, almost growls, that kept rising in volume and pitch until her climax. I could tell she was near, could hear her wailing rising to a fever pitch.

"That wife is just a tool. She deserves it!" Liam released Chloe and turned back to me. His expression was cold again. "Now you understand, right? Our marriage was a sham from the start. But why did you have to blow it all up?" he demanded. "We each got what we wanted. Couldn't we just leave it at that? You had to come here and make a scene. Are you happy now?" He wasn't guilty for being caught. He was annoyed. Annoyed that I’d crashed his perfect little world.

“I mean it. I’m not looking to be part of drama. Once there are strippers, I am going.” “No funny business. I’m getting married tomorrow.” Alex’s phone rang, and he answered. “Babe?” Meika sighed.. “Please don’t hurt us before we even start our marriage.” Alex sighed. “Adrian's with me. We are keeping it clean. I promise.” “If it wasn’t for his wife, I wouldn’t want you see him. He's a crook and you know it.” He sighed. “I love you. I will keep you updated.” “Love you too.”

"I love her, I really do" "Of course, even if you answered in the negative, I would prove you wrong. You both are perfect for each other. You love each other and I think you're made for each other. Why would she get tired of you? She stuck with you through thick and thin, she healed you. She brought every piece of you together. She made you a better man. She taught you what it feels like to be loved again. I'm not saying that every marriage is perfect. It takes two imperfect people to build a home. A perfect marriage is a boring one. You and Ellise are bound to face challenges. How you handle them matters a lot. Push aside your fear and you'll see a brighter future with her"

I'm not sure of what she was writing but the moment she turned back looking at me with so much fear in her eyes, I realized what she was up to. I don't even know the reason why I'm in this thing called marriage. I never imagined myself getting married not to talk of getting married to a girl called Pearl. I never liked her for once before marriage and I still don't like her a bit, we met once in New Orleans when she attended a friend's wedding, I was related to the groom and she knew the bride from her secondary school days. I was so surprised at her attitude that day that I ended up promising myself never to end up with a girl like that even if the world is full of apes and the two of us ar

“They are perfect. This is perfect, my love.” THE END

"Dearly beloved, we are here today to celebrate this joyful union of Sara Basic and Michael Philippe de Beaumont in matrimony, which is commended to be honorable among all men; and therefore is not by any to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly, but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and solemnly. Into this holy estate these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace." Nobody objected. Michael and I breathed out in relief in sync- and laughed at each other. Had we really held our breaths and expected the worst? "As the couple requested, we shall make this short and simple",

Fucking great! I scanned around, looking for one particular person—my wife. When I did finally locate her, she had her eyes fixed directly on me. I walked up to her, probably anticipating what I had to say about marriage because Lola and I know nothing about it. "Marriage isn’t for two perfect people; it’s for two imperfect people who walk hand in hand through the good times and the bad on their way to becoming perfect together. Through the process of marriage, we converge toward a common goal of perfection. I was probably around 16 years old when I first met my wife, and she was probably around 9 years old at the time. When she approached me, I saw her as this annoying girl who had just mov

Mary said, doubting if I was telling her the truth. Sliding the phone, as Rowan's gaze was fixed on the road, I lowered my phone screen and captured a snapshot of his well-defined profile. "Yeah. Have a look, we are on our way to the marriage registry. Though he says it's only a contract marriage. We will be married on paper for two years," I briefed Mary, and she shrieked, sending me an emoji that was shocked. "True. I will chat you later. We have arrived at the marriage registry," I informed Mary, and she asked me,