Novel & Cerita Why Would You Wanna Marry Me For Anyhow

Clarita answered nervously; she hurriedly let go of her husband's arms and was about to leave the room. "Honey," said Byan, holding the woman's fingers tightly. "Why? Are you afraid or not ready? Don't force it if you're not ready; my goal in marrying you is not just a matter of bed. If, from the start, I only wanted to be satisfied in bed, why should I get married? I can do it anytime, right? But my goal in getting married is to love, care for, and also share my life story with you. I want you to be a part of this whole story. My purpose in getting married wasn't just for that matter, darling."

“I can marry you under a few conditions.” “Here we go.” He grumbled as though he was expecting me to say that. I ignored his words. “First, I want to know why you want to get married so urgently. Are you an illegal immigrant? Also, why does it have to be me?” “My late grandfather wanted me to have a wife. I chose you because you seem like the least trouble. I’m starting to question my opinion.” His brows furrowed.

Caroline hurriedly waved her hands, begging for mercy. She sighed, “Liberty, it’s not like you don’t know the position I’m in. I can’t get married normally. I have to get someone to marry into my family and only a few good men are willing to do that. Those who are either mediocre or have ulterior motives. “I’m busy enough as it is and I don’t have the energy to have to guard against my would-be husband too. That’s why I’m not interested in getting married. “I’m not interested in getting to know anybody either. I’m worried that I’ll fall in love and then the guy won’t want to marry me. Wouldn’t that just be asking for pain?

So why didn't you love her? "Why should I even consider marrying her? I had no choice but to get married. It is imperative that the person I end up marrying is gorgeous, hails from a respectable background, and lives up to the highest of expectations. and to provide me with an heir Who will take responsibility for everything I have worked for? You are well aware that I am an only child and that I do not have any sisters. It is imperative that I have a legitimate heir. I addressed the issue head-on by inquiring, "What if I broke up with a girl?"

Exclusivity, my foot. Kiara laughter dies down. She leans back, zoning in on me. “Why did you marry this man?” Her question catches me off guard. I realize that I haven't told her my reason for marrying Rain. “For my mother,” I reply. “Grandfather said he’ll release her if I take Vivienne's place.” That's just one of the reasons. Another is that I want to rise in status. Rain has the ambition to help me with that. Kiara blinks, staring at me like I have just grown a horn.

Adrian stood outside my chamber for an entire day and night. I never opened the door. On the eve of the political marriage, moonlight traced his silhouette across the threshold—tall, rigid, unmoving. At last, his voice broke the silence. “Elise,” he said at last. His voice was low, restrained—too controlled for a man standing on the edge of a choice he did not fully understand. “I will marry you.” I leaned my back against the door and did not reply.

Did she fall head over heels for him? Unaware of the man's thought process, Mo Jia spoke up, "I don't want to get involved in some forced arranged marriage or blind date arranged by grandma. So, the only way to escape this is to get married right now." "_" A certain someone's narcissism bubble burst out just like that. So, she wanted to marry him just to avoid her family's arrangement? Not because she was madly in love with him?! His imaginary foxtail swished up and down as the gears in his brains worked full speed. Even if she wanted to marry him just because of the circumstances, there was no loss in it. Legally, they would be husband and wife which will keep annoying pests from her.

Avan said quickly, panic flickering in his eyes. “How about this—we hold a small celebration first, then register the marriage after everything with the company is settled. I’ll give you the wedding you’ve always dreamed of, I promise.” “Let’s not meet again,” Laura cut him off, rising to open the door. She once dreamed of the day he’d propose, but now she realized he never intended to marry her. Chris’s impulsive marriage offer, even if meant to spite her, made her heart skip in a way Avan never did. She blinked back tears.

“You want revenge? You want power? You want Ethan and Clarissa on their knees? You need my name and my resources.” My heart was pounding, but my voice stayed even. “This is a joke. Why would I marry you? What will the reporters say? I ditched my fiancé and married his stepbrother. Hell no!” He tilted his head slightly, looking amused. “The headlines will always have something to say, and I do not care. I mean business here. If you really need my help, you have to marry me.” I pushed the chair back and stood up, pacing around the room. “Why marriage? There are a hundred ways to take them down without me becoming your wife.”

That doesn't mean I'm weak. "I didn't marry you for your money or the status I stand to enjoy" He scoffed, "so why did you agree to the ridiculous offer?" "I.. I..."the words got stuck in my throat. How do I tell him that I agreed to the arrangement because I like him? He grabbed my chin roughly, "cat caught your tongue, huh? I don't care about what my parents promised you. Remember, we are only married on paper. I'll never love you and you will forever be a maid," he pushed me and walked away.