Novel & Cerita A Contractual Marriage? Hell No

As their eyes met a scowl formed on his face, indicating disgust on seeing her, and that made her hate him even more, well she said to her self, he hates her as much as she hates him. As the ceremony began she couldn't stand being so close to him, she tried scooting away, at the back of her mind she could hear the priest begin the ceremony. "Dearly, beloved we are gathered here in holy matrimony to join together to couples as husband and wife." ~~~~~~~~~ "Do you Nate Walters take this young lady Aurora Bentley to be your lawfully wedded wife to love and to honour, to cherish,in sickness and in health till death do you part." Aurora saw his father give him a gentle jab, frowning like he was s

Christ, what have I gotten myself into? “Rule one: We're not in love. This is a contracted marriage. There will be no love, no jealousy, no possessiveness, no asking about the other's whereabouts. All you have to do is play the role of a perfect wife, give birth, and leave with your body still intact.” He explained, and I swallowed, listening attentively. “Rule 2: never tell anyone about the contract. We're married, that's all anyone needs to know. Just those two rules. Do you understand?” He asked, and I nodded quickly, earning a satisfied smirk from him. “You can leave.”

I asked, serious. “You’re getting married.” “What?” I snapped. “Yes. You’re marrying Chairman Mark Chris’s daughter today.” “And what if I don’t want to get married?” “It’s the Godfather’s order—you can’t disobey. Chairman Mark Chris’s support is crucial for our group. Our company in France needs his funding,” Alex said with a cruel smile. He was definitely enjoying my situation. “Okay then. I will get married, and after Chairman Mark funds our company, I will get divorced from his daughter,” I laughed, but my laughter died when Alex opened his mouth. “It’s a contract marriage. You can’t divorce your wife for three years.”

This is wrong. " No... " my voice stutttered as I was intimidated by him. " That's a contract marriage.... the marriage will be liable for just one year, after that this contract will become null and void!!! " His face was stern as he continued oozing out hot magma from his mouth. "But why do you want to marry me?? " " None of your concern.... And yes... you only have a day to think about it, it's not that you have a choice, but still... thats your liberty!!! and yeah,during the contract you are not allowed to date anyone!! ".

“I……” “Who do you think you are to make decisions for me? Ohhh, because we’re married by legacy? Do you think you are my real wife? My dear, don’t forget our marriage is just a contract. You have no right to decide in this. You should just smile at my grandpa, let him believe we are married for three years, collect your money, and leave after three years,” he snapped, taking a step closer. “We agreed—just a contract marriage. Private. Nothing real. And now you are thinking of making it real. Don’t you understand that you’ve just breached our contract?” I opened my mouth to defend myself, but he didn’t give me a chance. His dark eyes bored into mine as he continued.

I complained, looking really sad. “Well, um, I’ve already told you about this marriage from the beginning. It is a contract marriage, so you don’t really have any rights per se to feel the way you’re feeling about this, about your husband,” she said, looking at me. But it was just a hard truth for me to swallow. I didn’t want to swallow that pill because it was way too big for my throat. So I looked at her and took a deep breath and said, “Oh well, it will be over soon. I promise.”

Belle was exasperated. She retorted, "You're not my real husband, anyway. If you were, then I would be super nice to you. "I won't just remember your sizes. I'll even remember all your preferences and characteristics, too." Grayson was upset. "How am I not your real husband? Didn't we get a marriage license? Did the country not acknowledge us as a married couple?" Belle pursed her lips. "Ours is a contract marriage. I don't like you, and you don't like me either."

“As if that's enough. Just tell me what the hell pushed you into doing it? Let me guess, you were drunk again?” He laughed, reaching his seatbelt. "Come on. As if you would let me touch you, wife. And like you said, it's a contract marriage so I'm not so interested in touching my contract wife which means I am entitled to touching someone else.” I gasped, "So you agree to the contract marriage stuff now?" He nodded, “I'm only going with your words and respecting your choice. That's what couples do, right?” I didn't respond, unable to process what to say.

Christian allowed his conscience to peep in as he revealed the most validated scene to him. "We haven't signed any contract. It's a real marriage." "But last night, Riley said you guys married only for the show." "What she said is true. It's a verbal contract." 'That I haven't agreed upon. And probably will never agree upon.' He was almost tempted to shatter his happiness and overconfidence. But then kept it to himself. He will make sure to make him fall from the sky.

"You said I was to get married in two weeks and I'm doing just that." "It's a contract marriage." She froze. How did he know? Before she could ask, he answered. "I've seen more of this kind of situation than you'd imagine. And to think I didn't suspect you would do that." Since it had been found out, she could only go along. "There is no term in grandfather's will that forbids me from having a contract marriage. Besides, a contract is just a piece of paper. Livian and I are recognized by the law as a legally married couple nonetheless."