Why Would You Want To Marry Me Anyhow 소설 & 이야기

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.

Those ocean blue orbs always make me feel warm and urge me to stare at them for a long long time until I become content. "My Dove, it's all up to you to marry me, I won't force you, I can't. I can wait for you my whole life but I won't back off nor would I let you marry anyone. But it's you who can decide to marry me. Yes, iam selfish bastard to make you mine but it's only me. You have seen many shades of mine but from now on you will see my new side which will be only for you. I won't force you in anything but I won't even let you go." I kept staring at him for a while and asked, "Give me one reason why should I marry you?"

And I can’t believe XAVIER could request someone. “What?” “I said lean in,” he says. I lean in closer to him and I hear his whispers, “ Why do want to marry a guy like me Zara? Did my mother force you too? I can still stop if you don’t want to get married with me? You deserve someone better,” he says with a low whisper voice. “I don’t want anyone,” I say so quickly for a response that even I don’t get why did I say that. I don’t want anyone literally means I don’t want him too but that fact can’t be expressed by me openly in front of him.

“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 .

"I know! You said you weren't interested in love and family but I chose to stay and change your mind. Why won't you won't let me?" "It's not the life I want, and I'm pretty sure that you'll hate me if we ever get married. I don't love you Trisha, I have no feelings for you. If you marry me, you'd be miserable. It's only be a paper marriage and I could never give you the life that you want."

“So, about the wedding…” “I think we should call it off,” I interrupted, my voice firm. The idea of marrying him made my skin crawl. “Did that sound funny?” He chuckled, a grating sound that sent shivers down my spine. “Of course, it’s funny. You think you have a choice? This benefits both of us.” My jaw clenched. He was right, though the bitterness of that truth was like bile. My options were limited, but unlike him, my motivation wasn’t personal gain. “I don’t want to marry you,” I confessed.

How could I possibly ask her to introduce me as her spouse to her mother? I don't believe that marriage and all its associated complexities are real. I'm not even sure what love is. Every relationship is exclusively based on benefits, in my opinion. Men marry because they desire a lady they can own, and women marry because they need their husbands to provide for their families and finances. They broke up with one another when they could no longer meet each other's needs. I don't understand. What's the point of getting married then? But hold on, why did I marry Sara? My subconscious questioned me.