This Is How Your Marriage Ends Novels & Stories

I said pushing her hand off my stomach. “I see, first fight after your marriage is normal…”she started I shook my head, “what do you mean? That Harris and I are fighting?” I asked, she nodded, I looked away, “WE HAVE WORK” I greeted my teeth, she stood, and walked back to her desk. “okay, I’ll just give you this piece of advice, every marriage has its ups and downs” she said with a sad smile, I looked away, but we are not married. I love him, while he can’t! And never will!

"What! What are you saying?!" "I Have to end our marriage, Tameka!" "No, no, no! Why?! Why is this happening? It isn't right. It's insane!"

"John, have you lost your mind? Today is my wedding day with Willow. What are you doing here?" Instead of backing down, John snapped, his voice tight with emotion. "I'm not the crazy one. You are! Willow was supposed to marry me. She is mine! I was the one who stood by her side during all those years you were in a coma. We were good together. She's only marrying you to spite me!" I glanced at Nathan nervously, afraid he might actually believe John's nonsense, but Nathan just raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Wow, so all those years and you still couldn't win her over? Sounds like I'm just more irresistible than you."

“What exactly do you want from me, Allie? Tell me, because apparently being your husband isn’t enough.” The word “husband” stung more than it should have. Allie straightened, her resolve hardening. “You’re right, Liam. It isn’t enough.” She paused, letting the words hang in the air before delivering the final blow. “If this is what marriage with you looks like, then maybe we should just end it.”

"Bring your witness tomorrow. We should register the marriage on time." "Yes. Wait! You want to get married?" "Do I have a choice? You made a contract with me that has been legally terminated. And now I'm making a deal with you. The marriage will end anytime I want it to, and you have no say in it. Hope you agree with that."

He said with a smile. "Never gonna happen. Why don't we have a bet?. Whoever falls for the other, has to leave after the contract ends. Deal?" I said stretching my hand forward. "Deal." He said giving a handshake. We continued our lunch. "How to end our marriage, in front of our parents?" I asked. "Didn't your mum taught you to shut up? You talk too much." He said with a pissed tone. "Don't be an asshole. I just want to know." I replied with an angry tone.

Tell me—how could you possibly marry him? I slowly set my glass down and stepped forward. My voice was steady and composed. "It wasn't really a trick, was it? Haven't I been saying all along that I was getting married this week? "You're the one who never believed me." Owen stumbled back in disbelief, his whole body trembling. "I thought—" "You thought what? That I had no choice but to marry you? "Owen, you saw the scars on my body with your own eyes, yet you still turned your back on me and went on helping Louise.

The very place that had once felt like a home now loomed over her like a prison. Madison’s words stung like a slap. “Yes, Mrs. Asher, we will live in your mansion as my husband, Mr. Samuel , has signed a deal with your husband, Mr. Asher until they complete their project. We will live here; hope you don’t have any problems!” The hurt in Madison’s eyes was unmistakable, and Sophia couldn’t bear to meet her gaze. The hatred simmering just beneath the surface was too much to confront.

What a tricky part! “Two, the marriage will end a year and a half after you take your inheritance,” I voiced, and I looked at his reaction, expecting him to say something, but he stayed quiet, staring at his phone, inexpressive. “Three, I don’t stay much at the house and can stay where I want to stay.” He nods and critiques, “Two bargains reasonable for me.” “Okay, and the third, there’s no kissing or anything beyond that.” His eyes looked at me, smirking, and teased, “You don’t want to taste how good a kisser I am?”

Maybe, I could sell my house and travel to Hawaii–definitely a big no. My body was weak and I couldn't explain just how bitter I felt inside of me. Why didn't I just end the relationship if I wasn't happy with it? Well, you guessed right. He was a silver tongued devil! That was why trying to end it was like squeezing water out of a rock.