Love After Marriage Movie Collection

Lily, a ten-year-old girl, has been labeled a liar since birth by her mother, who relies on a so-called lie-detection bracelet. Whenever Lily speaks the truth—whether she’s hungry, hurt, or innocent—the bracelet flashes red and shocks her brutally. Meanwhile, her twin sister Ruby wears a fake bracelet that glows green nonstop, even as she frames Lily for theft and destruction. Blinded by pseudoscience and favoritism, Mom locks Lily away, ignores her agony, and showers love on Ruby. On New Year’s Eve, Lily suffers a ruptured appendix, begging for help as the bracelet blares red; Mom calls it a tantrum, locks her alone, and goes to watch fireworks. Lily dies in agony, writing her last truth in a diary before her body goes cold. Three days later, Mom discovers the corpse, the diary, and the bracelet’s cruel secret: it only detects fear and pain, not lies. Ruby’s “honest” green bracelet is just a worthless toy. Wearing the bloodstained bracelet herself, Mom is shocked repeatedly as red lights expose her own lies. Consumed by guilt, she goes mad, tortures herself, and later attacks the scheming Ruby, who is hit by a truck and crippled. Dad loses everything and dies in despair. In the end, Mom passes away clutching Lily’s diary, while Lily’s spirit breaks free from the bracelet’s nightmare, floating to eternal peace—no more pain, no more lies, only freedom.

The day before our wedding, my fiancé, Alexander Carter, died in a horrific car accident. Everyone thought I would collapse, that I would lose my mind with grief. But I didn’t. I neither cried nor made a scene. Five years later, in a top-tier luxury hotel in Manhattan, that man “came back from the dead.” He was openly fucking my stepsister, Marjorie. Shirtless and brazen, he pinned her against a chaise longue in the middle of an open party, forcing her legs apart and driving into her without restraint. Her shrill moans cut through the room. A heap of used condoms on the floor made it clear they’d been at it for a long time. When he noticed me standing alone, he didn’t stop. He thrust harder, drawing even louder cries from her, then looked at me with a smug smile. “So you’re my fiancée?” he said arrogantly. “You waited five years for me?” He sneered. “How desperate can you be? That kind of obsession is creepy. Still, since you love me so much, I’ll be generous. I can keep you as my mistress. But the title of Mrs. Carter belongs to Marjorie. Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays are hers. Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, I’ll come to you. Be grateful.” I smiled. “You’ve mistaken me for someone else.” What Alexander didn’t know was that the night of his car accident, I received a video. What he didn’t know was that while he and Marjorie spent five carefree years in Europe, I had already married—and had a four-year-old daughter. And my husband was his uncle, the true power behind the Carter family.

On New Year’s Eve Eve, I took two men to the Los Angeles Marriage License Bureau. I held a divorce paper from my current husband and a remarriage application with my ex. The two men fought over me, yet they never truly saw me. I once loved them with all my heart, but now I have no strength left to love. I am dying. For me, it makes no difference who I marry in the end.

Sold as a child bride to ward off bad fortune. Eighteen years later, her betrothed gambles her away for cheap to a lowly stable hand. Heartbroken, she resigns herself to the marriage—only to discover her new husband is not only sincere, but secretly a powerful lord. By the time her first fiancé regrets his choice, it is too late. She has already found her true home.

I am a ritual bride, I make a living by helping men who die young carry on their bloodline. I've already completed the rites for 107 such men, each case earning me three hundred silver coins. By tradition, I must perform the wedding ceremony with the deceased, then complete the rituals in a prepared bridal chamber. On this day, I took on my 108th job, my 108th "husband." Only this time, it seems to be a bit different from the past.

Lyra married the most feared commander on Alpharis. Her only plan? Escape. She never wanted this arranged marriage. But the ruthless war hero everyone fears turns soft the moment she's near, whispering, "Babe, are you leaving me again?" In public, he's ruthless. In private, he's all puppy eyes and desperate pleas. Every word, every touch is designed to keep her close. This man would burn the galaxy down before he ever signs those papers.

Jim time-traveled into a different world. At 100, he activates a system right when the war goddess Evelyn Yates holds her martial arts tournament to get a husband. He steps onto the stage and defeats her. Evelyn's sister takes her place in marriage, and Jim's lifespan extends. His adventure follows. His actions change the fates of both Evelyn and her sister, ultimately winning both their hearts. Together, they head to the Celestial Altar Assembly, where he meets Eve Winton and becomes the Grand Elder. In the end, Jim becomes an immortal, free to roam the world for all eternity.

Aria won Luca’s love in an arranged mafia marriage, but when she secretly helps her sister flee the life, she betrays him. With their families at war and a baby on the way, Aria must decide whether love can survive when loyalty is paid for in blood.