Will You Marry Me Again Novels & Stories

Eva's POV "Marry me again, Eva." My eyes widened. "W-What?" He looked directly into my eyes. "Marry me again." "Massimo, are you serious? We're still married anyway. You haven't filed a divorce, right?" "That marriage was fake. I only married you because I wanted someone to entertain me, but this time, I want it to be a real marriage. I want us to start all over again. I want you to marry me again, Eva I want you to spend the rest of your life by my side. Will you marry me?" He was looking straight into my eyes while he was saying all of those things. There, I could see the sincerity in his eyes.

"Emily, I know this isn't how either of us expected our life to go. We got married for all the wrong reasons, dealt with more drama than any couple should face in their first month together, and basically did everything backward." "But?" "But I wouldn't change a thing. Because it led me to you. And you're the best thing that's ever happened to me." Tears pricked my eyes. "You're the best thing that's happened to me too." "So what do you say we do this right? Have a real wedding, with our friends and people who actually love us? Let everyone see what we already know—that this is real." "Are you asking me to marry you again?" "I am. Emily Frost, will you marry me? Again? For real this time?"

Holding back the tears that threaten to fall. “If yes, then I have an offer for you.” “Offer?” I raised an eyebrow. “Yes. Get married again.” I smile, the genuine real smile I have had since today because honestly? My grandfather jokes a lot. “You’ve not stopped with your clown character.” I smile, turning to head to my room. “Anyway, I will be in my room now.” I hadn’t even taken a step forward when I heard his voice again. “I’m not trying to be a clown, Mira. I am more serious because….. You are going to get married, again.”

Kayla's POV My brows raised and my pupils dilated. "Are.. are you sure that's my results?" My voice broke. I was in great shock. For the past five years since I got married to Liam, I’ve never missed my period once to ever thought of getting pregnant. Back then, when Grandma Helen was still here, she was often nervous, eager for me to get pregnant. But now that she was gone and no more and I’m planning to dissolve my marriage, it came.

She accompanied me to get the dress since she was basically the only person I had to call mine. “Katie freaking Malory… getting married. Again.” I laughed lightly and folded my arms. “Thanks for the reminder. I nearly forgot I’ve done this before.” Maria snorted. “Yeah, but not like this. Not to Evan Blackman.” “Well, that isn't a big deal, is it?” “Are you serious? The same Evan you once told me looked like a villain in a romance novel?” she raised her voice a bit. I've known her for a while, else, I'll say she doesn't want good for me. She was way too happy for the upcoming wedding between Evan and me.

He said,”I came to see you and plead with you to come back to me, " he held the hand she kept on the table. Appalled, Celine quickly withdrew her hand ,not knowing that someone had snapped their picture already. “Don't hold my hand again,I am a married woman now and you are not my husband,so you don't have a right to do that.”she reprimanded him. “Okay dear I am sorry but I want you to think about my proposal,I can take care of you,than the business man you married, we will have fun together just like before and I promise not to abuse you again.”

“Sign it. After that, we will never had a relationship anymore and just treat ourselves as strangers if we meet by chance on the street” Xiara bit her lips hard, blood oozing out, she gathered up her courage and walked to where her husband-no, ex-husband is seated, grabbing the divorcement paper that was let out inside the envelope with both hands, her fingers trembled as she tightly clasp the golden fountain pen that was handed to her by her now ex-husband starting from the moment she signed the divorcement paper in her hands.

he said softly, "you've been through so much. I promise to stay by your side for the rest of your life. To care for you and to love you. Will you marry me again?" Tears turned to laughter as I threw my arms around his waist and held him tightly. "I do."

The thought of risking my heart and committing to marriage again seemed daunting and almost unbearable. Oh, my God! Will I ever be ready to marry again? Is it something I’m willing to risk?

“Where do we go from here?” She looked back at him, broken but fierce. “That depends,” she said. “Are you ready to marry me again, this time with nothing hidden?” He didn’t answer. And for the first time, silence between them didn’t feel safe. It felt like goodbye.