We Got Married Korea Novels & Stories

As we passed, they kept on making way for us and greeting Kevin. This was our first official outing since we signed the contract as married couples. We got invited for the red carpets, so we got asked a few questions regarding our marriage together and marriage in general. It was not difficult for me to answer because this was not my first marriage. Kevin found most of them challenging, but on the other hand, I found it exciting because it was a medium for me to throw out some short advice for younger adults who need to know.

I was loved only when they were alive. They passed early. It was George who had raised me. Later, Kai gave me his heart. I thought I was the luckiest girl, even without my parents. But on my wedding day, everyone turned on me. I wasn't a happy kid. Their love wasn't real. It could be taken back anytime. But it was okay. I'd found another path. I'd served my country and lived true to myself. As I closed my eyes, flower petals in the graveyard fell on me. They smelled sweet.

One moment it was Alec and I standing in Château d’Étoile's chapel—the next, it was Ruth and Kyu-hun in one of Seoul’s luxurious hotel. Standing beside Ruth as her bridesmaid, I felt a swell of pride — not just as her friend, but as a wife now myself as she kissed Kyu-hun, knowing how sacred the vows they'd just shared were. They broke from the kiss and, with radiant smiles, bowed to their guests. Alec caught my gaze as he clapped, his eyes dark with promise. Swallowing hard, I turned to the guests as they lined up before Ruth and Kyu-hun.

Keira was happily munching on strawberries, her little legs swinging between her parents, when she suddenly tilted her head and asked with wide, curious eyes, “Mommy, are you and Daddy getting married for real now? Like in the movies? With a big white dress and cake?” Kimberly nearly choked on her coffee. She glanced at Bryce, who was already watching her with that slow, satisfied smirk—the same one that had preceded last night’s events on the mirror table. Heat crept up her neck. “Yes, baby,” Kimberly answered softly, brushing a curl behind Keira’s ear. “We’re getting married. For real this time.”

Just when I thought I had gotten somewhere, saving up enough to one day escape this place, life slapped me in the face with yet another unfortunate twist. I forced my irritated expression to soften and hurried down the stairs, hoping I wouldn't get into trouble. When I reached the dining room, my dad, stepmom, and step siblings were already seated. I gave a slight bow of greeting to the elderly Korean man sitting at the table, laughing with my dad. The only thing remotely comforting about this whole marriage was that my future husband was Korean. At least there was some cultural familiarity. The man at the table, despite looking younger than his age, still struck me as painfully old to be ma

"Emily and I have a wedding date. I wanted to invite everyone." "Whoa!" Ryan gasped. She immediately took the invitation to read. "Rose quartz and serenity are the themes. It's cute!" "It's only natural that we go," Chaylen chuckled. "Congrats, bro, welcome to the club," Slyvester offered a fist bump to his friend. "Thanks," Kyle gave him a fist bump. "Where's Emily? Why isn't she here to accompany you?" Ryan asked. "He's in Korea," Kyle announced. "Because she said she wants to see her Oppas before we get married. Tsk."

I massaged my head and let out a deep sigh. This is really the biggest problem of the luxurious like me, easily fooled! I groaned frustratedly. "I left and moved away because I ran away from my marriage. Then, what? Suddenly, I'm married?!"

he said alluringly. He was the only man on Earth able to arouse me with three words. "Good morning, handsome," I breathed out. "Ready to get married?" he said, offering his bent elbow. I nodded and hurriedly looped my hand around it. I barely registered when the clerk announced that we had just gotten married. My eyes were on Aren the entire time, and his sole focus was on me as well. I wished that it could be over soon and that we could be alone... Unfortunately, we still had a wedding ceremony to go through.

A month later. Zad and Kael found themselves gazing at each other in front of a preacher. Huge smiles appeared on their faces as they accepted the blessing to be together forever. They wore identical white suits as they took some pictures and sent them to their parents. The elders then congratulated them happily and reminded them to get over there task before their tour would come to an end. Yes! They got married simply in another country during their getaway. No parents and friends but only themselves while exchanging their hearty bows to each other. Happiness radiated the both of them while holding their hands walking on the beach for a sight seeing.

Then— “So… what is it?” There it is. I take a slow breath. My fingers grip the edge of the spoon. I don’t look up. “I got married,” I whispered. Splash! He chokes so hard he nearly drops the food. “What?!” I don’t flinch. “I’m pretty sure you’re not deaf,” I said. “Say that again!” “I got married, Dongju.” He stares at me like I just admitted to robbing a bank. His voice shakes. “Where is he now? Did something happen? Are you running away from him?”