Novel & Cerita This Time He Married My Sister

He’d helped raise Riana and he wanted to watch her live her special day and not risk ruining it. The pit of his stomach still churned knowing she was about to be married. He was scared that her marriage wouldn’t work out and he didn’t want to watch her heart break for another two and a half years over the same man. His stomach churned for another reason too—he didn’t want to share his sister. He hadn’t realized how much he missed having her around until she left Bahamas for the States. His little sister was getting married, and it made him as nervous as hell!

Tami's POV But I would not give him that sadistic pleasure, so I smiled at him and said as you wish, though I was hurt beyond the limit now. I was already hurting to see him getting married to my sister as I knew she was not in love with him. And now when I was married to him and wanted to give him all the love he deserved, he wanted to divorce me. " Say something!! " He said. " What do you want me to say? " I asked.

"We need to talk" "Now or later?" I responded, my head starting to throb. I closed my eyes, feeling the weight of a headache pressing in. I heard my sister ask who he was talking to, and she laughed when he answered, "It's my ex". I bit my tongue, fighting back the tears, refusing to let him hear me break down on the phone. "So, I married your sister", he said, his tone flat, as if he was discussing the weather. "I forgot to mention it, but honestly, you should have known. The wedding gown and ring weren't your size".

I felt my breath hitched against my throat as his words hit me hard across the ear. "You couldn't handle a home like every other responsible ladies do, you might not realize how ashamed I am to look at you right now." He continued. "Father, Hayes is seeing someone else, he has been, for the longest time, and it might interest you to know that it's Nadia, your daughter, my sister!" I was trying so hard to sound as soft and respectful as possible, but I was slowly loosing it. "Bold of you to blame Nadia for your failed marriage." he gritted, his eyes bloodshot as he stared deep into my eyes. His cold voice jolting through my spine.

I enter the passenger seat and he circles the car to the driver's side. He helps me buckle the seat belt. “Thank you for coming out,” I say to him. He scoffs, “You’re thanking me for coming to save my sister when she's in danger, I'm getting up by three am to cook for you if you have those weird pregnancy cravings,” He laughs but I don't. “What happened?” He asked me. I don't even know where to start explaining all that happened. So I decided to keep it short. “My marriage is over,” There's no humor in my voice.

I’m busy with work. I didn’t even realize he had followed me until I felt his shadow behind me. Joe’s arms wrapped around my waist, his face pressed into the curve of my neck, his breath brushing against my skin. “Emma and I grew up together,” he murmured. “She gets jealous whenever I talk about marriage. About the engagement… don’t take it to heart. It’s my mother—she insists Emma must become the Luna of the Smith family. But to me, she has always been my sister. You and I can still be together…”

And it made me wonder, did he catch our lie already? “And do you, Aria, take Edrick Vale to be your lawfully wedded husband?” “I do!” I said. It was so quick I almost choked on my saliva. “You may kiss the bride.” The words sounded like a death sentence. Edrick leaned in, and I feared he would hear how loud my heart pounded. What’s more awkward than marrying your sister’s fiancé? Maybe kissing him. I shut my eyes tight the moment his lips brushed mine. It was fast, pale, with zero emotion, as if he dreaded it as much as I did.

Dangerous if you hold her too long. “You’re joking,” I said. “This is some messed-up test or prank or something, right?” Christain shook his head. “No, Nadine . I’m not joking. I married Sofia years ago. We had problems. Took a break. I met you. Things happened fast. I thought it was over with her, but we reconnected. This is what I want now.” "My throat went dry, like every drop of moisture had been sucked out of me in a second. “So what was I? Practice? A placeholder?”

“I am a moron, alright. I know that. at the time, I didn’t think about anything, I thought I was in love with her sister and saw her as nothing more than something for me to use.” Damn! That must have hurt her more than anything. “Where is the sister now?” the look of disgust flashed through his eyes, and I knew it wasn’t good. “She ended up being my wife.” Now I was the one who was angry. “How dare you, man? What do you want Aurora for then when you married her fucking sister!”

“Then maybe you shouldn’t think about it.” He chuckled darkly and took a slow sip of his whiskey. “Too late. I’ve been thinking about it since the day I met you.” My cheeks burned. I glanced around to make sure no one was watching us. Layla was still on the dance floor, laughing loudly. “You’re married to my sister now,” I said, even as I shifted closer to him. “This is dangerous.” “I know,” he replied, his hand brushing against my knee under the bar. “But danger has never stopped me before.”