The Unwanted Marriage Audiobook นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You will not speak of me, Lily, my family, or our marriage. In fact, you must never admit that we were married.” “And if I do speak of it, of us?” “Then I’ll ruin you completely.” “And what if…” I paused, the words catching in my throat. I wouldn’t cry, not here, not ever, and especially not in front of him. “What if I were pregnant?” “This again?” he groaned, placing his hand over his face. “It’s not going to happen.” “And if it did?” “Why won’t you accept it?” David asked, his cold precision like needles in my chest. “I only want children with the woman I love. Not some pathetic woman who I was forced to marry. You’re not worthy to be the mother of my child, you never were.”

And I was the fiancé, sleeping in the next room, believing her lies, completely unaware that my father had taken her apart with a single handshake. I don't know how long I sat there in the parking lot with the book open in my lap and my life crumbling around me, but the sun had shifted significantly by the time I looked up from the pages. What had been a bright afternoon when I walked into the bookstore was now edging toward early evening, the shadows stretching long across the asphalt and the streetlights starting to flicker on one by one. I had been reading for hours. I had been sitting in this car, in this parking lot, while my wife's words dismantled everything I thought I knew about my

Today, she was marrying Ethan Blackwood. The thought twisted in her chest. Ethan—cold, untouchable, and devastatingly handsome—was a man who had made it abundantly clear he did not want her. Their engagement was not about love. It was a transaction, orchestrated by his grandfather, Harrison Blackwood, who insisted on securing the family’s legacy before his health failed. To Harrison, Lydia was perfect: quiet, refined, and respectable. To Ethan, she was a stranger thrust into a life he had no desire to lead.

She thought that it was their happy ending but she was so wrong it was just the start of her miserable life. Damon married Nina because that's the way of life. He liked Nina from his school life and she was his habit. But the truth is that Damon never wanted to marry her. One day, Something happened and Nina misunderstood that Damon was proposing to her. But he couldnt say that he was not proposing, he could never really say that he never wanted to marry her. He actually never wanted to marry anyone. But now here he was, married to Nina. Honestly, it was not as worst as he thought it to be. It was even pleasent to him at times. Nina was definitely an amazing wife. She made sure, she took car

His grip was steady, no longer the iron shackle of a husband-by-contract, but the anchor of a partner. "Day one hundred and eighty," I whispered. "Not quite," Damien said, looking at the glowing burner phone in my hand. The screen flickered one last time. A message from an unknown number: *The Architect never builds a house she can't escape. See you in the Caymans, Queen.* I looked at the smoking ruins, then at the man I had married to survive. The Unwanted Bride was dead. The Harrington empire was ash. But the Vane legacy was just beginning.

"I still want to be with you." Kelly started to push him off but stopped. "I don't know about this Noah. I don't know if I can be with you when you marry some other woman," she said and sobbed into his chest. "I know, sweetheart. I am not happy about this, but I need to do it until I find a solution to get out of this mess," he said. He had no idea what to do. He never imagined being in this situation in the first place. "Fine. Marry that whore. But I am not giving up on you," Kelly whispered.

He just didn't know who they were, whether it was his family or Jewel's family, he didn't hesitate to hire a private investigator again because he knew he would just waste it because someone would block it. In the years without her wife, he then realized how important she is to him. He remembers how it took care and cared for him even though it retaliated with pain and cruelty. He knows that it is not difficult to love Jewel, he knew his wife when she was young because his parents and Jewel's parents are closest friends, and because of that he and Jewel became friends also. He just treated her differently when their arranged marriage happened, he thought it was his wife's plan for everything

Her words seared through me, every syllable a dagger to my chest. “Who… who am I getting married to?” I asked at last, my voice barely more than a whisper. My chest felt heavy, each word dragged out of me like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked at Claudia with pleading eyes, though I already knew mercy was something she would never give. “Adrian Blackwood,” she said at last, her tone dripping with mockery. “A poor nobody. No family name, no wealth, no future. Just the kind of man fit for you.” You should be happy he married you with your debt.

He hugged his wife tightly as he utters this word, “Lord, thank you! Babe, I love you!!! I love you so much!!!” It overjoyed Alyssa with what her husband said. She hugged him back. The first day she saw him suddenly flashback in her mind. It’s the day of their wedding where she first fell in love with him. Alyssa smiled to herself as Alyssa reminiscing it. She can’t believe that a former so-called “The Unwanted Marriage” has become a most promising relationship. ______THE END______

I traced the ring on my finger, its gold dull in the dim light. I thought of my mother, who had once told me during my teenage years that marriage is not just about love but about the soil it is planted in. If the soil is too harsh, the flower struggles, she had said. I wondered now what kind of soil I had been planted in, and if love would be enough water.