We Are Married Novels & Stories

"Me too. We should do it more often." "We're married. We'll do it for the rest of our lives." "Good point." We return to London renewed. Ready to face our life. Our family. Our future. Charlotte and Leo are excited to see us. "Did you have fun on your honeymoon?" Charlotte asks. "The best time," I tell her. "Are you really married now? Like, forever?" "Really married. Forever." "Good. I like our family." "Me too, sweetheart. Me too."

Then decided to start up a conversation. “Where are we going?” I asked. “A restaurant.” “Wow. Very specific.” I leaned back. “This is our first ‘official’ outing, isn’t it?” “Yes.” “And we’re just… going to act like a normal married couple?” Quin turned his head slightly toward me. “We are a married couple.” “Fake.” " It's legally valid. So stop deceving yourself.” “That’s not the same thing.” “It is to everyone else.” I frowned slightly. “That doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

' I wondered as I shook my head in disgust. After everything, we relaxed in my car and I turned to face her. "Now that we have the Marriage Certificate, We are supposed to be Husband and wife but we aren't," I told her the moment Mathew left the car. She turned to face me and a deep frown settled on her delicate face. "What do you mean? We are married but we ain't husband and wife?" She asked and I nodded my head coldly.

Now. … As soon as I stepped off the plane, news reports flooded in about Leander abandoning the wedding and leaving Dinah stranded at the altar. "They say Dinah left Leander years ago, and that's why he went abroad. So why would he leave her now, just before the wedding?" someone whispered. Ryan murmured, "Mamma, are they talking about Don Beaumont?" I let out a chuckle, slipping my hand into Ryan's as I led him out of the airport. "It doesn't involve us anymore."

"But doing so would suggest defensive posturing rather than confidence in our position." "Our position," she repeated, something unreadable flickering in her amber eyes. "Which is?" An unexpectedly challenging question. What exactly was our position? Legally, we were husband and wife. Practically, we were reluctant cohabitants bound by mutual agreement. Emotionally... "A unified front regarding the validity of our marriage," I replied carefully. "Despite its unconventional origins." She studied me for a long moment, as if sensing the incompleteness of my answer but choosing not to press further. "Do you want me to attend this meeting?"

My words brought forth his signature smile, one that warmed my heart. Finally, we reached the fourth story, and I spoke with a touch of envy, my voice tender. "Marriage isn't about fleeting passion; it’s about lasting companionship." I cupped his cheek in my hand, making my promise clear. "Neil, if one day we walk into marriage together, I will spend the rest of my life with you, giving you a warm home. We will grow old together, experiencing every little part of life, and we’ll never part."

"But, Alice, about your status as Mr. Ashton's wife. Can we know when you two got married?" "We... we..." Nita interrupted. "You're the only one who wants to know. I don't care," she protested. "But I'm sure you're curious too, right?" Nita nodded. Who knows, the information from Alice might become gossip material in the office W******p group later. "Well, it's still quite new, actually. We've only been married for about two or three months." "OMG!!" Nita and Dita exclaimed simultaneously. Actually, there was nothing unusual about Alice's answer. However, their reaction was because Ashton and Alice's marriage was still very young.

Vincent's face turned as pale as paper. His lips moved, searching for words, but I didn't give him the chance. I threw out something far more convincing. I leaned gently against the man beside me, my tone calm yet unyielding. "Besides," I said, "my husband and I already have our marriage certificate. We're legally recognized and protected as husband and wife." Six months ago, my husband had suddenly suggested that since we'd been married so long without registering it, we should make it official. He took my hand and led me to the City Hall, where we became legal spouses.

, he asked directly staring into my soul. I was already wasted two days and I don’t want to lose any more. I didn’t think much before confessing him. “Wife and husband " , I muttered slowly yet confidently that only he could hear it. His eyes twinkled in happiness,"So no more SINGLES we are ?” I nodded my head shyly ,"Yes only MARRIED”,I whispered breathlessly. “Everyone just close your eyes , I want to wish my wife PROPERLY ", he passed order slyly and they all obeyed like school children.

“This thing we have going between us. What if we made it real?” His question shot me up into a sitting position, my pulse spiking as I looked at him as though he had lost his head. “What?” Theon sat up as well, much calmer than I was “We are already married, and the contract doesn’t have an expiration date or any clause about divorce in the contract we signed. What if we just forgot that the contract existed and made it real?” “I don’t need to ask. You’ve lost your mind” I breathed out.