Marriage Resumption の小説・ストーリー

He simply pulls away and marches inside. As they enter, a newly married couple bumps into them, beaming with joy. “Oh! Sorry,” the bride says cheerfully. “Are you two getting married as well?” Laura and Chris remain silent, stiff. “Or… getting divorced?” the groom asks, raising a brow at their silence. Laura forces a smile, masking her discomfort. “No, we’d have to be married first before getting divorced.” The woman laughs. “Then you are getting married, aren’t you, Miss Laura?”

Instead, we understood more deeply: Privacy security is important; The law is the most reliable protection; Trust and communication are more important than anything in marriage; Real life never needs inappropriate subtext or messy drama. Decency, steadiness, and peace are the greatest happiness. Occasionally, when I see the long-handled grabber by the bed, I remember that afternoon I was stuck under the bed. I originally only wanted to retrieve a small anniversary gift, but in the end, I unexpectedly found the most precious things in marriage: unreserved trust, the courage to face together, and plain stability. No inappropriate implications, no suggestive subtext, no messy drama—only an ordi

"Willow, I know Nathan is in a coma, but you never know. He could wake up any day now. And when he does, whoever's married to him will be the luckiest woman in all of Charleston." I scoffed inwardly. If marrying a guy in a coma was such a great deal, why were they so reluctant to let Vanessa do it? I didn't say a word. They assumed I was still in denial, and their expressions grew even more grim. But they were wrong. I had already made up my mind that I was going to marry Nathan Stone. Out of basic courtesy, I visited the Stone family the next day. When the Stones heard I was coming, they were over the moon. Nathan's mother, Mary Thatcher, held my hands as she wiped away her tears.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding him tightly, letting him anchor his weight against me as we embraced in the quiet room. ​When he finally set me down, he kept his hands locked around my waist, keeping our bodies close. ​"Our attorney finalized the marriage documents," Rhys said, his voice dropping into a low, serious register. "The justice of the peace is scheduled to meet us at the municipal courthouse at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Once we sign the register, we file the certificate with Lars Vance." ​"That is exactly five hours from now," I said, checking the wall clock. "The league office cannot void your registration once the legal spouse status is grandfathered. We will ha

“What do you think is the next move, considering the state of our situation?” The man looked up and slapped the tome he was holding shut. “Your case is a complicated one, Alpha. Back in the days, pack members rejoiced to have the bond you share with this lady. But I’m afraid, with the reformation and the new wave of civilization, things have become a little complicated.” Keller snorted, and Bennett picked up from there. “We understand that, sir,” he said. “We are asking about our marriage. I’m sure there is some way to stay active while giving Teresa and me a chance to have babies.”

"I have to agree with Teresa on one thing—when you have something this good, why hesitate?" "Mom," Sabrina groaned, covering her face with her hands, "not you too!" Wendy, ever the peacemaker, laughed from the floor. "Now, now, let's not pressure them. These things take time. But." She paused, her eyes twinkling as she looked at Benedict. "You should know, Benedict, that a remarriage would make a lot of people very happy—including Saben." At that moment, Saben tugged on Benedict's hand, looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes. "Daddy, what's re-married?" Everyone suppressed a chuckle, and Benedict reached down to his son's level, his fingers playing through the curls. "It's when two peopl

Still, he looked around, muttering to himself, "No, we're not divorced yet! I'll just have them reissue the marriage certificate, and then apologize to Lisa. She'll definitely forgive me..." With that in mind, he whipped out his phone and called the Civil Affairs Bureau. The clerk on the other end of the phone listened to his request and assured him, "It's alright, Mr. Smith. As long as you're legally married, the marriage certificate can be reissued." Chuck breathed a huge sigh of relief, and he gave the clerk his and Lisa's ID numbers as asked. After a while, the clerk asked hesitantly, "Mr. Smith… Are you sure you're legally married to Ms. Adams?"

Article 1: The marriage shall last 365 days. Article 2: No physical intimacy without mutual consent (though public displays of affection are mandatory). Article 3: No emotional attachment. Article 4: Under no circumstances shall a pregnancy occur. I paused at Article 4. My heart gave a strange little tug. "No pregnancy?" "I am under pressure from my board and my mother to produce an heir and settle down," Adrian said, standing up. He walked to the window, his back to me. He was tall, his tailored suit fitting his broad shoulders perfectly. "The marriage satisfies the 'settling down' requirement. But I have no intention of bringing a child into a world of business deals and fake smiles. This

I'm just frozen in time and moment. "I know I have always said I don't care about the phases that were already set. There was only one phase. The soulmate phase. But over this entire year, I realized how much this marriage means to our relationship— those vows we took and fulfilled despite everything that happened. I knew if things were different l, if I stayed, if we were together from then to now, you would desperately wait for this day, and I would die waiting for the day you would be my bride. It would be the most awaited and exciting phase of our lives. I don't wanna live my whole life without living this phase with you. Tell me, will you be my bride again, firefly? Will you marry me?"

“Let’s backtrack. You’ve already got the new residence certificate, right?” I nodded. “Yes, and it’s valid for three years. I’ll officially join the pack in six months, so I don’t even need to rely on the marriage contract to stay anymore. And besides…” I hesitated, the words catching in my throat. “Hades already agreed to terminate the contract. There’s no need to keep dragging this out.” Martha’s eyes lit up, and a grin spread across her face. “That’s amazing news! You’re finally free of that mess!”