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

You asked for it and it's here!!! The sequel to My Marriage is a Contract is here. The title is Messed with my Arrogant boss and it focuses on the lives of Charlotte and Sebastian's children as well as Diego and Danielle's Son; Austin. Messed with my Arrogant boss is signed which means that you'll be able to find it on the app. Please go and check it out and tell me what you think of it. I learnt from my mistakes and improved my grammatical work in the sequel to this boss. So please feel free to point out any mistake you notice. Thank you once again for coming on this journey with me

I went on. "But you're not the groom." He froze in place, as if he'd been shot through the chest. "Do you know what you're saying?" His voice was hoarse. "Our wedding was decided by the old Don himself. Breaking it off means slapping the Vitali family in the face." Marco's large hand settled at my waist. He looked at Lorenzo, his gaze indifferent. "A Vitali family that can't even hold its ports isn't worth my wife's notice." Lorenzo clenched his fist and swung hard at Marco.

I hope he rots in prison and I hope to never see his face ever again. He was nothing but a huge mistake. Matthew Bryant was my worst mistake, I wasted an entire year with the wrong guy. I loved the wrong guy, I gave him my entire heart thinking that he was the right person for me but he wasn't. He was a mistake and I can only hope that I will meet the right guy someday because I am so convinced that Matthew wasn't my soulmate. He wasn't my Mr. Right, he was the Mr. Wrong if that is even a thing. The end.

I asked impatiently "After few minutes or half an hour," he said and start to pack his things in a hurry, "If you need, you can call me anytime," Mr. Will and Marry leave in hurry, I look at the closed door in totally confused, what's wrong with these people, I walk back to Mr. Rude start doing my work which I am doing previously,

I sat at my office desk, feeling utterly tired and drained. Only a few minutes remained before closing time, and I couldn’t wait for the day to be over. As soon as the clock struck, I signed out quickly and drove straight home without stopping anywhere. When I reached home, I unlocked the door, and it clicked open. While I stepped inside the house, I had just gotten married three months ago, after being dumped by my ex, who said she was no longer interested in me.

My phone chimed, and a cheerful automated voice filled the room. "Mr. Reid Harding, in just three days it'll be your ten-year anniversary with Ms. Maren Hale! You two must be happily married by now, right? How's the view from Mount Carlisle? I wonder what your loving Maren has planned for you this time. Let me guess—" I blinked hard and turned off the reminder, and a text from Maren floated up on the screen. "Working overtime for the next three days. Don't wait up." She had forgotten our anniversary entirely, and she wasn't even trying to make the lie convincing.

Mattew is that during this one year, his three sons must get married and successfully have children. The conditions given by Mr. Mattew frustrated his three sons because they did not want to marry the opposite gender. Both of Mr. Mattew's sons are gay. Only Jack is straight. However, unfortunately, Jack has an impotent disease. But Mr. Mattew doesn't want to hear any excuses from his three sons. He wants to have grandchildren so he can have fun with his grandchildren in his old age. Mr. Mattew didn't even care that his second son was impotent. He still wanted Jack to have a wife and even children.

Meanwhile, Martha showered him with warmth and passion. She became the perfect version of me—the wife he had always wanted. So he hid the truth from me and married her instead. I didn't know how long he sat there, but eventually, he wiped his tears away. Then, without hesitation, he transferred the video to his phone and sent it to the police. Carefully placing my gift back where he found it, he stood up and walked out of the house.

Who else would be so imperious, disregarding the fact that it was the middle of the night, a time when everyone else was lost in slumber, to demand I comply with his wishes? Just like three years ago, when we were newlyweds, and he had left me without hesitation to go abroad. For three years, he had disappeared without a trace, leaving me to endure endless waiting and countless lonely nights. The memories surged like a tidal wave, threatening to drown me. I should have been furious—any wife treated like this would have been. I should have called him immediately, shouting into the phone, unleashing all the pain and resentment that had built up over these three years.

MARRIED TO MR RIGHT(MMR) * * * #01 "There all done" The makeup artist Brian had told to make me up said to me. I felt the tears coming out from the corner of my eyes. "don't you want to see how it looks?" she asked again but this time placing the mirror in front of me. I took it from her and threw it on the floor making it smash into a million pieces. My life is being ruined and I can't seem to do anything about it. I can't believe I'm getting married to this arrogant bastard.