Why Did I Get Married 1 And 2 Novels & Stories

MY HUSBAND IS MARRIED? XIMENA. How did I really feel now that I was in the mansion of a cold, cocky billionaire who married me just because he needed an heir to secure his inheritance? Honestly, I didn’t even know. There was this strange heaviness sitting in my chest, a dull ache that refused to go away. Every time I remembered that my marriage to Jason Hansen was nothing more than a contract—something built on convenience, not love—I felt that pang again, sharp and hollow.

I pleaded, my voice a mix of desperation and determination. “Why do you want to get married so badly?” he asked, his grey eyes looking right through me as if searching for the truth in my soul. I sighed and said, “For my inheritance and to get back at my ex and my stepmother. I caught them cheating on me.” He frowned sympathetically. “Oh, that must have been terrible. I’m so sorry.” “Please marry me. I can pay you for it—I can even give you shares at Turner Empire. Just say yes,” I begged.

a lady servant reassured her. She sighed in relief, realizing that even though he was her husband, she couldn't trust him completely. She had trusted him once before, but now she regrets it. Trusting him had left her feeling helpless and alone. Trusting him had not only caused her to lose the security of her friends, but also had separated her from her closest companions. After a miserable past, she had finally found happiness with her friends, who were like pillars to her. However, because of her misplaced trust in him, she had lost the precious friendships she had cherished. She had lost Madison, who was like a sister to her, and Samuel,her best friend, along with all the others.

The lights glowed yellow, like something watching from the dark. As I got out of the car, a gaunt elderly couple came up to me. Naomi explained to me that these were my new in-laws, Fred and Wilma Beresford. Since I had agreed to it, I did not hesitate. I greeted them politely. Fred and Wilma nodded at me with satisfaction. A dim bulb hung from the ceiling. The table was covered with burning candles. A strange rag doll sat in the center. I looked at Fred and Wilma in shock. Wilma stepped forward to explain. “Even though my daughter can’t move anymore, a wedding still needs to follow the proper ceremonies. So my husband and I decided to use a rag doll in her place.”

She kept those promises, but with someone else. I grabbed a pair of scissors. Without hesitation, I cut the photo in half and carefully packed my half away. Since I was leaving, I wasn't going to leave even the smallest trace of myself behind. Once everything was done, I placed the signed separation agreement right on the coffee table. We never registered our marriage, but with all our finances mixed together over the years, it felt right to leave something in writing. I picked up my luggage and walked out the door without a single glance back.

he said again in Grace's ear, and again took the time to kiss her on the forehead. "Mr. and Mrs. Blair, the marriage certificate is complete. You can come out to take your turn with the other couples, please." A middle-aged woman came up to Grace and Noah to hand over the marriage certificate and subtly told them to get out of there so that the other couples could go through the marriage process as well. Noah nodded and led Grace out of the room. He noticed that Grace was daydreaming as she stared at her green marriage certificate. "Why, darling? I'm sorry that this marriage is forced. We have to get married to

Manuel explained nonchalantly, he moved near the couch and took his seat. Vanessa was still in shock about everything happening to her. She didn't even know what to say. Her voice drowned in her own tears, she was crying inside her. "Did you really think that I married you because of alimony or a sponsorship? Manuel Howells, you should know me better than that!" "Know you better? I've just found out that this is our second marriage and the first one was for a sponsorship cause. You married me for money in the first place, I don't think that there's a difference now!"

It is because you don't know how huge that thing looks like. I got upset and walked out of the room and he followed after me "So you married me because of knack abi? So you didn't even love me in the first place?" I fired at him. "I married you because I love you but I also love knack". he said. "Then you have to choose one cause you can't love two masters at the same time. Choose me or knack". I shouted at him. He got angry too "I choose knack! it's important in every marriage! I need it!" he shouted back. We both got angry and started quærreling. "dim' knack will not take you to heaven o" I said.

[ Denise's POV ] I had a happy smile as I walked towards the altar to meet the most handsome man in the world, waiting for me to tie the knot with him for the second time. Mavis and I decided to get married again, because a lot of things have happened to us over the past few months. I have been in so many dangers, Audrey came into our lives pretending to be Ava just to separate Mavis and I. Ethan also tried to kill me, which led to me having miscarriage, and forgetting who my lovely husband was to me, so that's why we decide to get married again to start all of again, and this time we are getting married because we love each other and not because we didn't have an option.

Tia was alarmed and turned to Matteo helplessly. "Honey, help me out here! I don't have that much money!" she cried. "Even if we don't have any certification to prove it, we were still married in a ceremony! You and Gina never even went that far! Why don't you just pick me instead?" Why? Because she couldn't give him what my family and I could. I laughed scornfully. "Thank you for bringing that up. It warms my heart to remember that I'm not married to this asshole."