Novel & Cerita Trapped In A Loveless Marriage

“And he wasn’t even bothered. He said as long as I was happy, that was enough for him. Her eyes glistened with tears again. “We’ve been married for 14 years now.” Silence settled between us briefly before she looked at me again. “So trust me when I say Tristan…” she said gently. I nodded slowly. “He’s in love with you.” My heartbeat fluttered awkwardly inside my chest. “But honey,” she continued softly, reaching for my hand, “I’ll also ground you a bit.” Her expression turned serious. “If after everything settles and you still don’t feel anything for him…” she squeezed my hand gently, “don’t hesitate to walk away. Take it from me. I know better than anyone what happens when you stay in a mar

I wanted to scream, to run after him, to tell him the truth, that I didn’t love Mila anymore, that I couldn’t marry her, that I couldn’t live a lie again. But I couldn’t. Not with Marisol’s threat hanging over my family like a noose. For the first time, I felt truly trapped. And I had no idea how to get out.

she covered her mouth in shock, "You will learn to love me, Stuart. Believe me! You will learn to love me. One month is not enough, but give it more time, and you will eventually learn to love me." "So you think one month is not enough? That is why you manipulated the situation to trap me in a loveless marriage, thinking that being married to you would make me love you. Is this your plan? Fvck! I should have known that you're a treacherous bitch!" Patricia did not say anything but cried. I hate to see a woman screaming, but I am too angry to think about it, so I turned my back on her. I brushed my hair with my fingers in so much frustration and sighed. I do not want to be trapped in this mar

Coaxing him with no real input to give back. “She’s in her fifties, she’s resigned herself to the fact she won’t ever be able to find someone else and I guess she still has feelings for him. She’s trapped in a loveless marriage.” He looks back at me, a small sardonic smile brewing. The hurt evident on his face and it makes me want to reach out and take his hand, but I hold back. “A loveless marriage?” The thought is so sad, especially for someone as lovely as Sylvana Carrero.

I took the ring and repeated what the judge said, looking directly at Travis as I did so. “I give you this ring as a symbol of my love and vows, to cherish always and forever.” If he had no emotion when saying those words, I was the opposite. Every word I spoke was true, from the heart, with no deceit or pretense. I used to dream of marrying someone I loved, and that was Travis. But now that it's happened, I'm not happy. I was sad because I'm the only one in love in this set up because he is in love with another woman. This wasn't the wedding I had dreamed of. I want someone who loves me back. But what else can I do? for the sake of the company? Arranged marriage? Oh, arranged marriage still

"You were never really in love with me. It was Lucio you wanted" "Yes it was Lucio but I was with you, I tried loving you but you made it impossible for me to love you. You hurt me, treat me badly. I emptied my trust fund for you" "I paid you back today, you can check with your bank" "I don't want your money! I don't want you!" "You can ask of anything and I will give it to you just marry me" "How can you want to be in a loveless marriage?" "As long as you are mine, you can cope"

The tears I’d been holding back since this nightmare began spilled out, hot and uncontrollable. There’s no escaping now. I’m trapped. I pulled my knees to my chest, shaking as the reality of what had just happened settled deep inside me. I was married to Lorenzo. Bound to him by vows I never wanted to make. And now, there was no way out. I could feel the walls of the house closing in around me, suffocating me with the truth I had tried so hard to avoid. I was his. Not by choice, but by force. And now, I was going to be caged here with him for the rest of my life.

Aaron was very aware of it. "You said that this marriage is about you and me. But, now you're forbidding me to interfere in our marriage?" asked Aaron, quoting Helena's words the night before, which created the number three of their marriage contract. Helena was silent. Her mouth worked faster than her brain. She forgot that she wasn't single anymore. She had a family. Worse, she forgot her own words! Maybe, this was the tiring effect of the wedding that hadn't gone away until it made her mind and body not appropriately synchronized. Only a day passed. And on the second day, she planned to take a rest. Sleeping all day sounded enjoyable.

I became a little curious to know the kind of message it is, I opened the message and I felt a sharp nail pierce me deep in my chest as I saw the images she sent to me. “Tristan?” I asked myself feeling very hearbroken. I should'nt have had high hopes thinking someone like Tristan would be mine one day. “It's a contract marriage.” I kept repeating to myself as I was struggling not to cry, I don't know why I was becoming emotional because it seemed like I didn't have the right to feel such way. I couldn't find it in anymore, I let out the tears and started crying. I cried so much that I couldn't sleep all night.

"But we are only married by law. We don't love each other and you are free to screw whoever you want to which I know that you already do." She wasn't lying. He has made it a habit to visit the brothel whenever he feels stressed. Those ladies there really know what they are doing. He should have just spent the night there. "You are disrespecting me Kate." "I'm sorry about that but we are not a loving couple. Or do you love me?" "No I don't. I fucking don't."