Novel & Cerita Why Would You Want To Marry Me Anyhow

They seemed to sparkle with so much love that my throat tightened; still, I had to continue. “But,” I inhaled, holding his eyes because it was almost maddening not to do so. “I understand your need to have a child that bears our genes, to have someone that contains my DNA because, honestly, it is the best." My poor attempt at a joke was thankfully received, and his lips twitched. “And it is selfish for me to only think of myself when we are married. It is a partnership just like you said." I gathered air in my lungs, steadying myself for what I was about to say. “However, you are right, and I will think of it seriously in the next ten years.”

“Eventually.” She stares at me like I just suggested we burn the world down. “Cassain.” “Yes?” “I have absolutely no interest whatsoever in marriage.” The words hit harder than any blade. I keep my expression neutral. “None?” “None.” She folds her arms. “I’m barely surviving my life as it is. Why would I tie myself legally to another human being?” “Hypothetically.” “No.” Her answer is instant. “I don’t want a husband. I don’t want a ceremony. I don’t want a ring.”

I sighed deeply before answering her. - I want to marry you because you are the love of my life. You make me feel alive, you give me a purpose to live, something I didn't have before, my life without you was nothing more than an empty existence. You gave me someone to come home to every day, you gave me someone to protect, care for and love unconditionally. You make me feel wanted and loved. You are much more than I imagined, much more than I deserve, much more than I expected. I want to promise you care, love, companionship, partnership and complicity before our family and friends, and I keep my promises, Catarina. I want to have with you what my parents had and what your parents have. We a

Holy cow, is this happening? And why does the thought of him being the same person excite me so much? Probably because it would mean he killed Romeo just to marry me. Or maybe there are other reasons and marrying is just one of them. Either way, I'm sure he's hiding something from me. Something to do with why he married me. And I will make him spill everything. Licking my lips, I say, "What right do you have to say that when you don't even want me?" "I am your husband"

Regardless, it would be preferable if I gave him a good warning. For the first time in my life. I felt like I might have taken a reckless decision. I did want Sydney, the memory of her luscious body and that erotic kiss made me instantly hard. I could have made her mine anyway, but the marriage was something even I had not anticipated. I genuinely wanted to just help her out with no condition attached. But I had suddenly formulated a plan to fulfil grandpa's wish of seeing my wedding. A marriage would serve two purposes, make grandpa happy and I would get Syndey.

I rant angrily, hating that I struggle so much to get a little power. “Aw, I think I am good. I actually like the idea of getting married and settling down. I am going to turn 32 soon. I need to have kids. I want a woman in my life. I like annoying you and getting a reaction out of you. I like- I love fucking you. I think this could actually work.” I stare at him alarmed as he laughs at my face. I couldn’t tell whether he was joking or not. “You can’t force me to marry you,” I state as flip my hair and wrap my hands in front of my chest.

How the hell can I escape from this place? Then his words from last night echoed in my mind once again. Marry me. I couldn’t help but laugh. Until now, I just couldn’t believe that absurd idea of his. What made him think that I’d marry him? Why did he even offer it as an option in the first place? What will he really gain from it? Seriously, I’m not buying the reason about his deal with his father and that my family is powerful as well, so he can gain more influence. Surely there is more to it.

“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.”

Thus, I said, "Maybe I've been too selfish, Gideon. I was too eager to resolve my dilemma that I didn't explain the situation clearly to you. So, let me lay out what marrying me really entails. Then, you can think it over carefully again and decide if you still want to go through with this." Before Gideon could speak, I quickly continued, "As you already know, be it now or in the future, I may never be invested in another relationship again. I may also never love another man again. The only reason I want to get married and have a child is to sever my lingering indecisions. "A person like me may never be able to return your feelings. So, if you marry me, your love will forever remain unrequit

I didn’t have any explanation to give him ,neither do I feel guilty. “Why do you keep doing this? “ he glared at me with disgust. 'Father! …' I tried to give an explanation. “I don't want to get married just like that. I am not interested. Besides he doesn't like me, he only adores Ab food and co ' I mustard courage and said . “I want to fall in love and marry the man of my dreams, I pleaded. Almost subbing. That has been my desire. The way normal class citizens do. I live my life here everyday as if it has been programmed .