taennie wedding

Pergi dari kampung halamannya untuk tinggal bersama sang kakak di ibu kota membuat Sakya harus menyesali keputusannya. Bukan seperti apa yang diharapkannya, tetapi justru membuat hatinya hancur. Dengan tega sang kakak menjualnya ke tempat sebuah pelacuran. Beruntung baginya dapat kabur dari tempat tersebut hingga akhirnya ia bertemu dengan Nakula, seorang pria yang berprofesi sebagai seorang pilot. Sakya tidak tahu tujuan dan tak tahu harus ke mana pada saat itu, Nakula pun akhirnya menawarkan Sakya untuk tinggal di sebuah apartement miliknya sampai Sakya tahu akan ke mana setelahnya. Beberapa hari tinggal di apartemen Nakula membuat Sakya harus menelan pil pahit. Di malam itu Nakula yang baru saja mengalami patah hati karena diputuskan oleh sang kekasih. Pria itu mabuk dan memperkosanya. Beberapa waktu berlalu setelah kejadian nahas itu, Sakya mendapati dirinya hamil. Alin. Sahabat Sakya menuntut Nakula untuk bertanggung jawab atas perbuatan pria tersebut. Namun, dengan tegas Nakula menolaknya. Ia meyakini bahwa anak yang dikandung Sakya bukanlah darah dagingnya. Alin marah dan kesal. Ia berjanji akan menuntut Nakula. Namun, belum sempat Alin melakukannya, orang tua Nakula mendengar semua penuturan Alin dan meminta Nakula untuk bertanggung jawab atas perbuatannya. Nakula tak punya pilihan selain mengikuti apa yang diperintahkan kedua orang tuanya. Menjalani kehidupan berumah tangga dengan Sakya membuat Nakula sedikit banyak merasakan ketenangan. Namun, itu tak berlangsung lama saat cinta pertamanya kembali hadir dan meminta untuk merajut kembali kisah cinta mereka yang sempat terputus. Dilema melanda Nakula. Satu sisi ia ingin kembali bersama sang kekasih, tetapi di sisi lain ia juga tak ingin melepas Sakya. Sebuah pernikahan yang dilandasi tanpa adanya cinta dan hanya karena sebuah pertanggungjawaban. Akankah keduanya mampu menjalani kehidupan pernikahan seperti itu? Lalu bagaimana perjalanan pernikahan mereka? Akankah pernikahan keduanya berjalan semestinya seperti pasangan suami istri pada umumnya? Atau pernikahan ini akan berakhir karena tidak adanya cinta diantara mereka?

The fake daughter married my boyfriend. My mouth was taped and I was being chopped into pieces by her admirer. The entire family took turns to call me. My mother said, "How ungrateful you are. I should not have brought you home back then." Father added, "Don't bother coming back if you do not attend Samantha's wedding." Brother said, "Let me tell you, you shall root in hell if you choose not to attend the wedding." At that moment, I didn't even have the energy to shout for help due to excessive blood loss. Everyone lost their patience, "Speak up! Are you dead or what?" I could only see the calls being disconnected. One thing they did not know, I was really dead.

Citrine Lustrio is the illegitimate daughter of a well-known business tycoon in the country. She grew up enduring mistreatment from her family, and to make things worse—she's being married off to a man trice her age. Determined to break free from her messed-up family and get revenge for all the mistreatment and betrayal, she made a deal with Revan; the ruthless CEO and the heir of Soldevilla—the greatest rival of her family.

My fiancé wants to marry me in a pizzeria. At the same time, he promises to give his true love the rest of his life on a luxurious cruise. Our wedding is only 48 hours away, but I don't want him anymore.

On my wedding night, Sean Boswell was with his first love when I suffered a miscarriage as my kidnappers tortured me. I begged endlessly for him to save me, only for him to laugh, "You were just demanding a divorce in the morning, and now you're faking a kidnapping so that I'd come back? Is that the only thing you can do?" Eventually, when I gave up and stopped clinging on being Mrs. Boswell, he chased me to the airport, pleading with a crack in his voice, "Just stay, Anna. Let's make things how it used to be."

Nagscroll ako sa reddit ng napadaan ako sa post na naghahanap ng payo. Sabi ng poster na meron siyang HIV pero tinatago ito mula sa kanyang fiancee. Ang post ay merong libong mga like. Naintriga, pinindot ko ito para magbasa pa. Ng dumadaan ako sa mga detalye, napagtanto ko—bakit ang paglalarawan ng fiancee ay pareho ko?

While setting up the wedding bed, I discovered an unidentified liquid on the sheets. In my new marital home, someone else had already stayed here! My mind went completely blank, and I video-called my fiance. Surprisingly, the call was answered instantly. "The new bed is really soft. I tried it out for you," said Jeremy's assistant, Rachel. She smiled, flirtatious and smug. Perfect. I don't want this man anymore.

On our wedding night, my wife demanded that I wear a blindfold. She said her body was meant only for her true love. The words hit me like a bucket of ice water, and I snapped, "Are you my wife or his?" She shot back even louder, defiance blazing in her eyes. "I married you. Does that mean I have to show you my body? Coercion is still coercion, even in marriage. My body is only for Matt to see because you simply don't deserve it." Later, she said she wanted to truly be my wife. I found myself thinking she wasn't worthy anymore.

Shi Qingxue, the sixth lady of the Shi Family, had been in love with a wrong guy, which had led to the destruction of her family. To pay the price, her parents even had lost their lives. Also, she had hurt the man who was deeply in love with her. She could feel her life fading away, but she had so many regrets at this pathetic life. Fortunately, Shi Qingxue got the opportunity to be reborn. Opening up her eyes, she found herself in the back garden of Shi Family. It was the day when her grandmother hosted the birthday banquet. It was exactly where she made all the wrong decisions that ruined her last life. It was where the mistake started. She was reborn, and what would she do next?

My marriage to Lucian Hawke was hailed as the most perfect union in the mafia world. As the daughter of the Sinclair family and him being the sole heir of the Hawke family, our marriage united the two most powerful mafia families in the Northeastern. I thought we were unbreakable. Then, I was diagnosed with terminal cancer. As if life couldn’t get any worse, my husband's first love returned—on the very same day. That night, the man I’d been married to for years didn’t come home. The next morning, his voice was cold, distant. Indifferent. “I’ve got the divorce papers ready. When can you come sign them?” I hesitated, struggling to steady my voice. “I’m still at the hospital.” He didn’t even pause. “I don’t care if you're on your deathbed, Elara. Come home and sign the goddamn papers.” My heart shattered, but I refused to let it show. “As you wish, Lucian.” What he didn’t know was that I was dying—literally. A week later, at my funeral, Lucian wearing a tuxedo, weeping at my grave, whispering regrets he should have voiced when I was still breathing. Ironically, my funeral day, was also his wedding day with his sweetheart. But it was too late, my love. This time, you’ll never see me again.