The Unwanted Bride Full Movie Novels & Stories

'' before i could say anything else we were interrupted. '' mother, father what are you doing here on such short notice and why wasnt i told before hand that you were coming here to begin with.'' Ace says coming from nowhere in particular when did he arrive here. '' we are here to meet our apparent daughter in-law that we had never heard of, one that we heard from the news and one that we were not invited to the wedding.'' his mother said in and angry voice. '' why the fuck did you not let us know that you are married and we find out after one fucking month didnt you think we deserved to know the fucking truth.'' his dad says anger lacing in his voice.

“I didn’t steal it, I borrowed it from Ethan. He’s giving it to Diane in a few days, and I was hoping you could fly out to Brimstone for the occasion.” “Fly out, on short notice. I would have to take a day off work.” “Oh come on, I’m doing it too. He’s gonna want you there, and so will Diane. And I know you’ll be there for the wedding too.” “Of course, I wouldn’t miss their wedding. But I don’t think I can make it for that. Would be okay just video calling me through it?” “Yeah, I can do that. But you can’t show up because of work, right? Not because hubby's death won’t let you?”

my mother-in-law echoed her husband's command, her voice firm but laced with a tremor of anger. Reila scoffed a harsh sound that scraped against my already frayed nerves. Her eyes narrowed as she pointed a finger at me. "You just married Regan off to that woman," she sneered, "because she was obsessed with him and practically begged for it. And on top of that, her family's money wasn't bad either, was it?" "That's enough, Reila!" Regan shouted. The table vibrated with the force of his outburst, sending shivers down my spine.

She then lay on her mind that night,with the thought of everything. She suddenly becoming the unwanted bride ,she sleeping in her room the first night of her wedding and she not having her partner behind her . She smile at the thought of it all ,as the tears she was holding finally fall from her eyes . She immediately wipe it off with the back of her hands as she lay sleeplessly at the bed , awaiting sleep to come to her but he remind was too pre occupied for the sleep to come took her . She turn to the other side , wincing in pain and auguish,she wished she could be alright.

“There must be a misunderstanding. I’ll… I’ll get her back to you.” Mr. Bode straightened his jacket, sneered. “You’d better. Or I’ll tell the police about your little bride scheme. I’ll take every cent back, with interest.” “Bring the girl to me by tomorrow night, or you’ll regret it.” Then he hung up, the door slamming loud enough to rattle the frames on the wall.

It was the only sign that he was thinking… calculating. Or angry. She wasn’t sure which one scared her more. The city lights disappeared the farther they drove, replaced by long stretches of forest and empty roads. Amara swallowed, her heartbeat loud in her chest. Every instinct screamed at her to run, but how? Where? She was trapped in a moving fortress with armed men who wouldn’t hesitate to shoot her in the leg and drag her back alive. Alive. Leonardo wanted her alive. That was somehow worse. She tried to steady her breathing, tried not to think about the auction room, the cold silver of his eyes when he declared she would be his wife. She tried not to remember the way he looked at her—li

My heart pounded as his uncle gave me a small nod, signaling for me to follow. We got to the marriage court and Ryan didn’t look at me once. He just sat there, his face hard as stone, signing the marriage certificate like he was signing a death sentence. “Congratulations,” his uncle said with a tight smile once it was done, trying to sound cheerful. “You’re now husband and wife.” Neither of us said a word. Ryan simply nodded, wheeled himself toward the door, and muttered, “Can we leave now?” His uncle sighed, gave me an apologetic look, and motioned for us to go. We left in separate cars- him in his sleek black SUV with his driver, and me in another vehicle that followed closely behind.

“My wedding was fine, nothing special for an unwanted wedding and an unwanted bride.” The thought still stung when I thought about it. Not that I had thought about me and Luciano getting close to each other and becoming a loving couple the day after my wedding, but the idea that he might prefer to be outside and not at home because of me still woke that disgusted feeling of being unwanted.

My mother is still regretting the fact that she didn't get to marry the man she loved and I am hoping the same mistake won't happen to me. I am only with Zayden because of our child, we don't love each other. I want to love my life, aside from being his unwanted bride. I am already tired of being tagged unwanted, everything about me screams unwanted. The maids in the house knows that I am their boss's unwanted wife and because no one outside our home and immediate family recognizes me as his bride. It feels right but sad. I want to experience love in a good soul and I want to be loved. Finding love is definitely not here in Zayden's home.

"At least I'm not a lovesick puppy with daddy issues, still begging for affection from a man who'd rather screw my sister. How does it feel to be the unwanted bride, little Rebel?" It wasn't a rhetorical question but I couldn’t find the words to answer his question. I stood up from my seat, ready to leave his arrogant ass. “Well, you’ll be thrilled to know that your ex-fiancé is coming tonight—with his pregnant wife, who just happens to be your darling stepsister.” “What are you talking about?” I demanded and a smirk played on his lips, as he rose from his seat and walked towards me. His huge frame staring down at me like I was nothing but a possession.