Why Did I Get Married Again Novels & Stories

“You just got out of a marriage. Why would you want to jump into another?” Keisha chuckled as she asked the attendant to bring over some shoes for me to try. Then she turned back to me, her expression thoughtful. “It’s not that I *want* to get married again,” she explained, her voice steady. “It’s more that I see the usefulness of it. I’ve moved past the idea of getting married because of love or whatever juvenile fantasy we were fed as kids. If I make that decision again, it’ll be because it benefits me. I’ll choose someone who adds value to my life.”

Love found us, we found love and, in our love, in our marriage, we’ve conquered all, even death. I stared at my beautiful kids and whole family and think back to my marriage to Jordan. Then to the second time we had taken the vow. He had asked for us to remarry since the circumstances we got married under was filled with lies and manipulation. And just like a dream wedding he gave me the first time, he did the same the second. Thinking back to those two weddings and all that had happened so far. My life was fulfilled, it was whole, my journey on earth was a mission well accomplished.

“I'm not mad at you. I mean I was when I saw those photos but I needed an explanation for that. You've seen a part of me I haven't shown anyone and you understood too. I got married to you because I had to. When my dad figured I wasn't ready to select someone that would be the perfect trophy wife, he helped do the selection. That was when he learned your dad was interested in marrying you off and since it was Barry Reynolds, well, it was the best bait.” Best bait. “I'm sorry but you know how our world is. It's transactional. Sean had just left and I was so heartbroken and devastated. I thought agreeing to the marriage would make him come back to me. Yes, it was a shitty thing to think, but h

Unfortunately it wasn't for me. Even after a leap of two years, my heart didn't want to love again. Not to anyone as it still beats for Christian Dikson which was silly on my part. He was a happily married man and it was a sin to be attracted to a married man despite myself also being married. If you ask me I didn't sign up for this marriage but had no choice as I was soon turning into a burden for my parents especially after I ended things with Christian over the phone when he was with his family in Mississippi.

"Kate Jones Dray, will you marry me? Again. For the third time. But this time because I'm so completely in love with you that I want to promise it properly." "You already promised at the vow renewal." "That was for our anniversary. This is just for us." He squeezed my hand. "So what do you say? Want to spend the rest of your life with someone who drives you crazy?" "I already am spending my life with you." I pulled him up and kissed him. "But yes. I'll marry you again. For the third time. Even though you're ridiculous." He slid the ring onto my finger next to my wedding band. "Perfect fit."

“Fine, I’ll do it.” He smiled at me and I looked away again, before my lips could curve in return. “I’ll get you an event planner…” “No,” I cut in, too fast. He raised a brow and I adjusted my tone. “No, you don’t have to. You forget I used to plan events before I married Co…” The rest of my words trailed off and my eyes bulged when I realised what I was about to say to him. I swallowed the name down while silence thickened between us.

“No, tesoro. It wasn’t about that. There was no woman that I wanted to be with. I’d dated casually and I had put that behind me. I was married for seven years and I still wanted the stability it offered. Yet, I didn’t want to get married again, either. That didn’t leave me with a lot of options.” “Then you got stuck with me,” she said, her smile sad now. Maxim shifted to his side and propped himself up on his elbow. “I didn’t want to get married again because my marriage was such a disaster in the end,” Maxim said, finally saying what he’d never before voiced out loud. “Antonia and I no longer shared a bed or much of anything else. There was no way for me to reach her anymore, and I stopped

I couldn't focus on anything else. The reality of the situation was hitting me hard. I didn't want to get married again, not to anyone who wasn't Emily. I loved her with all my heart, and the thought of being with someone else made me feel sick. But my parents were pressuring me to find someone new, to start a family, to carry on the family name. I couldn't keep living in the past, they said.

“Ah, sorry. You don’t have to answer if it’s hard to explain. I understand. Don’t worry.” “It’s okay. Besides, your question is common. I was married before, but that marriage didn’t last long. Besides, we got married with no love to begin with. Finally, after two years of marriage, we agreed to divorce. However, the main reason I agreed to his request for a divorce was that he was having an affair with my stepsister, and she got pregnant. For their sake, I agreed to the divorce and moved to Rainwood to start a new life. I’ve been staying at my aunt’s house since yesterday, the one I’d been searching for so long.”

Summer’s Point of View I married the youngest handsome rich guy like I've ever dreamed of. It was our third year anniversary and yet this was the gift he gave me. A divorce paper. I used to think that my life would be complete when he would choose to stay with me, but I was wrong. Those three years “together” felt hollow, as our relationship could not be considered a genuine marriage, since he never gave us the opportunity to build a family together. Why did he marry me again? Oh, I already had forgotten.