Romans & histoires Why Would You Want To Marry Me Anyhow

I fear getting comfortable. I look up to see everyone looking at me worriedly. “Sorry I was just thinking about eating one of my weird cravings.” I make up an excuse. I nod. “I’m so excited. I’m about to marry the love of my life. My life couldn’t be more perfect even if I wanted it to be...” I wasn’t lying, I was marrying the love of my life. My life would be more perfect if the man I loved would love me back. But I couldn’t force him to.

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."

What exactly did he see in me? “Why do you want to marry someone like me? I bet there are lots of ladies out there that are up to your standard, so why me?” I ask as curiosity hits me hard. I want to know why he chose to want to marry a stranger like me. Although not because I care but because it was the right thing to do. “You are just lucky that is all, there is no specific reason,” he replies to me with a shrug. I looked closely at him to see any signs of him teasing me but there was none.

Let alone thinking about walking the aisle with me. "In your dreams. I have no interest in marrying you. And I believe your time is worth more that just spying on a petty normal girl." "Not at all petty ....you are my soon to be wife. You are going to be mine and what is mine is never petty. It is always precious. I want to take care of you and is going to marry you any how. Just that I want to marry you with your willingness. " "Let's go inside they must be waiting for us. Let's go and say yes to this start of invincible end."

I shook my head, none of it making any sense to me. “That doesn’t make sense,” I lamented. “I’m a freaking nobody. No title. No power. No alliance. Why would he need to marry me if he never loved me? And if he actually did love me and fell out of love with me, why didn’t he just divorce me like a normal person?” Kael’s voice dropped, almost to a whisper. “Maybe because he had to.” That sent a chill running down my spine. “Had to how?” I asked. “What could I possibly have to offer that would force something like that? I have absolutely nothing to offer. Like I said before, I’m nobody. I have nothing!”

“Can I ask… why me? Why did you marry me?” A slow smile tugged at one corner of his lips. “I already told you, I needed to get married. My dad and grandfather would’ve taken the company from me if I didn’t. The one I built and worked hard for.” “I understand that,” I said, voice softening. “But still… why me? You could have picked anyone. There are so many women out there, beautiful, accomplished, who would’ve jumped at the chance.” His gaze locked with mine, serious and steady. “Because I saw something in you. Last night, when I saw you

“Why did you marry me, Arnav?” He blinked. The question landed between them like a match dropped in a dry field. Simple, dangerous and likely to burn everything. “You know why. We’ve already agreed on that.” he replied coolly. “It’s all in the contract. We both got what we wanted. You don’t need to overthink a marriage neither of us ever wanted.” “But I want to hear you say it.” She leaned forward, voice soft but unrelenting. “Why did you agree to this marriage? Why me?”

" I don't want to be forced to marry anyone. What's wrong with you people? No one cares about such an important union anymore, something that should be done for love and not for interests? "In the world we live in, love is never on the table, always business, agreements, and others. You're being dramatic. That rundown house where you live is falling apart; you could live like a queen, without needing to serve anyone, especially not me. I wouldn't even force you to have obligations as a wife, even though you're so attractive. "I've said it before! I will never marry you, and besides, you're the kind of person who has a Plan B, in fact, the whole alphabet. Just check off your list and move on

Melanie said coldly. I got up from the bed immediately. "I don't....I don't want to get married like this. I think that I should have some kind of say on what is going on in my life. I really don't want this. I don't want the marriage like this!" I said. I tried my best to think of a reason why I should not be getting married. Melanie just scoffed at me. Clearly she was not taking me seriously at all.

I said I wanted us to get married, didn't I? I saw her crease her brows in confusion and dread. "Why...why would you want to marry me? I could feel the terror in her voice now. I wondered where all that brash impudence had gone. "Because I just feel like it, you know. Besides you're left without much of a choice, aren't you? Don't you have a sick mother to care for?