Three Years Wasted, I Married Mr·right Novels & Stories

3 YEARS LATER She remembered that discussion with her father in his study, this very day three years ago. The discussion that led to a merger and.... marriage. She examined the gold band on her finger. The metal was simple but beautiful and felt cool to touch but it burned her everyday like it had done for the past three years. Mrs Milbourne She had been Mrs Milbourne for three years but only in name. Her husband was only her husband in name, he barely came home and whenever he did, he ignored her.

Lisa just listened while holding non-judgmental compassion in her mind. "Joseph promised her a gift for their Memorial Day, but the one Marry liked was a little out of price. As you know Joseph is rich but mean with money, then Joseph said to Marry that she was not worth it and decided to call it splits. Marry argued with him, both at home and at the company, and tried to stop him from work, of course it did not work." Ella became upset or irritated and it was not always easy to find peace. Lisa started to visit the house, she was quite satisfied with the room and the rent was quite reasonable, so she made a decision to move in.

I nodded. How could I forget Laura? Someone who made my life miserable in high school. "She got married during the weekend." He added and I smiled. "Really, I feel everyone's getting married but yet, I'm not still married to a man of my choice." I told him trying to stop myself from crying. He reached out and ruffled my hair. "I have a contract for you." He muttered

“You weren't there so the deal didn't go through. I warned you this meeting was crucial.” “What?” I was surprised. “Well, what happens now?” I asked. I didn't want to sound selfish, or leave him stranded. “They've given us a 30 days grace period to redeem ourselves.” He said, his tone curt. “Us?” I asked, confused. I definitely wasn't interested in spending one more minute with this arrogant man. “Yes, us. You’ll have to continue as my wife for 30 days.”

“I need scotch.” Ken said to the bar man. The meeting had gone better than he expected. Just wearing a wedding band on his finger had sealed him million dollars deal. If only he could go ahead and divorce his wife to regain his freedom, but he needed to keep up the act. Dominic wouldn’t work with anyone who wasn’t a family man. Sealing the deal was only the beginning. He knew that, and that was why he had to remain a married man.

"If you don't want to talk about it, no problem…" "No, I do. I'm sorry for cutting you short. It's just, after being married to the man I thought loved me for five years and being made his punching bag every single day, I find it hard to trust anyone. He caused my recent miscarriage and just two days ago when you saw me, I just left his house after meeting him in bed with who I thought was my best friend since I was young. He divorced me right there and now I have nowhere to go, no one to turn to." I explained to him with tears rolling down my cheeks. "I'm so sorry to hear that." He said, holding my hand. "No need to worry, I will find something for you, okay?"

“But that doesn’t help it. This was important. It is the start of my wedding. If he can’t even make it today, who says he is not going to pull an avatar and vanish before the wedding?” “Anna.” Kim shook her perfectly styled hair because everything about her was perfect, and she picked up the lipstick. “You need to stop watching those movies; they are messing with your brain.” “Well, there was nothing else to do.” I shrugged, rolling to lie on my back. “I had to find something to replace those 3 seconds of horrible acting you subjected me to.” “Really?” Her brow shot up, but I could see the hint of a smile threatening to show. “I was only telling the truth.” And in a lower tone, I said. “You

Hearing my words, Mr Wong gives me a cold smile, a smile I'm beginning to hate so much. " Glad we have agreed. You'd be coming with me to meet my family soon. Do not make mention of this contract to them. Or anyone for that matter. To the whole world, we met on Jeju Island sometime three years ago, and we hit off and had sex. You left without giving me your contact info and we didn't see each other for three years. Till I ran into you a couple of months ago here in LA and we started seeing each other again then got married cause we can't live without the other. That's easy to understand, isn't it?” He asked like he was daring me to say I didn't.

She stands in the middle of my living room, shaking with fury, her perfectly manicured nails curling into claws like she’s debating whether to slap me or gouge my eyes out. “You did what?” she shrieks, her voice so high pitched I’m surprised the windows don’t shatter. I take a deep breath and gesture vaguely at the space between us. “I feel like we already covered this.” “Covered this?” she echoes, her face going dangerously red. “You’re telling me you married some random bar trash in Vegas, and all you have to say about it is ‘we covered this’?” “It was a mistake,” I say, keeping my tone level. “A drunken, ridiculous, stupid mistake. That I’m now legally stuck in for three months.”

Aurora shook her head quickly. “I’m fine.” Mrs. Hale stood up. “We were only discussing the future.” Adrian frowned slightly. “The future?” Mrs. Hale looked directly at him. “Yes.” She paused briefly before continuing. “Aurora and your marriage.” The room grew quiet. Aurora’s heart tightened. Adrian’s expression hardened slightly. “What about it?” Mrs. Hale crossed her arms. “This marriage has achieved nothing in three years.” Aurora lowered her gaze. Mrs. Hale continued calmly.