Cerita Perjodohan Nikah Kontrak Novels & Stories

I suddenly decided to go through YouTube and check out the info about the previous casts. It sounds pretty fun and interesting for those who really went there to act as married couples. In my case, I have an agenda for being here, and I do not have the time to be lovey-dovey with someone. In fact, Leo is not my husband—the word itself feels heavy on my tongue. I am on this show as a single person trying to find out my enemies' weak points. I never had serious relationships. The longest one only lasted for three days, and I broke up with him because I didn’t like the way he ate.

“Did you think for a second how I would feel when I found out?” There was a pause before his reply. “In our contract, was it ever specified that I be faithful?” His words stumped me. “W-What?” He waved his hand over his head as he explained. “We are not real mates and did not marry for love. It was a contract. A business transaction. You cannot tell me that you suddenly feel hurt by the fact that I slept with another woman.” My eyes fell to my feet. The contract marriage was more of a grace to me than anything.

“ Because our marriage won’t be a real one . We will have a contract marriage . “ said Massimo . “ A contract marriage ? “ said Luna even more confused . Massimo sat down and gave Luna a napkin for her to wipe the tears . ‘ If anyone received such a proposal form me , they would be crying tears of joy and not tears of sadness . They would surely jump into my arms right away , thanking me for giving them such an opportunity in the first place , yet this girl feels like its the end of the world . ‘ thought Massimo a bit discouraged about Luna feeling like that . “ The contract marriage has a period of three years . After three years the two of us will divorce . Of course you will have benefits

Mr Jackson spluttered out in alarm. Pregnancy? When and how? Ooh.. they didn't know. “Lola and I have a contract marriage binding us, but along the line, we fell in love with each other. But no, we haven't consummated our relationship yet, at least not to the extent of expecting a child, but we are deeply in love with each other. “What? What do you mean by a contract marriage?” Mr Jackson Peters yelled, turning to Andrea. It seemed today was a day of unfolding secrets, and ours wasn’t left out.

“Here is the contract, go through it and sign it. I already booked a slot for us with the registrar and he is waiting for us.” I opened the file and read through the two-page document. I read out the seven rules. “You must not be involved with any man till the end of the contract. No one must know it's a contract marriage. There will be no intimacy between us. You will not meddle in my personal affairs. You must be ready to follow me whenever I ask you to. There will be no divorce until the end of the 2-year contract. You will receive 2 million dollars after the marriage certificate has been issued, 3 million dollars after a year, and receive the balance of 5 million dollars at the end of ou

He had been avoiding her calls, so she texted him, notifying him that she was in the neighborhood. Soon Noah was there, looking miserable, expecting answers. “So this is it now? You get married to a big fish behind our backs?” He couldn't stand still as he vented. “Behind my back,” he exaggerated. “Noah, I didn't get married to anyone behind anyone's back. I'm not supposed to tell anyone this, but it's just a contract. A six month marriage contract, that'll change our lives,” Leah explained. Noah stood still then. He looked at her, feeling relieved. “Really, Leah? Thank God.”

I assert, pressing the cigarette stub with my shoe in anger. She glares at me. “I won’t listen to you. And you don’t dare to snatch my cigarette like this again.” Despite my anger, I hold my composure and respond, “Fine. Let’s just get through this without more unnecessary drama.” Without exchanging a word, we head back to the car. The drive back is silent, I wonder how I’ll survive three months of this contract marriage. It’s becoming clear that teaching Grace a lesson won’t be as easy as I thought.

Nabato si Ysobelle mula sa kaniyang kinatatayuan sapagkat ang akala niyang pagpapakasal ay dahil sa wakas na-realize nitong may feelings rin siya sa ‘kin. Ngunit kahit pag baliktarin ang mundo ay hinding hindi magbabago ang nararamdaman niya para sa babaeng una nitong minahal at patuloy nitong minamahal. “A-anong kontrata? G-gusto mong magpakasal ako sayo para sa pera?” gulantang na tanong ni Ysobelle kay Jeo. Ngayon ko lang narinig ang ganoong transaksyon, akala ko dati ay nangyayari lang yun sa mga telenovela.

“I’m nowhere near jealous.” The corner of Donato’s mouth lifted slightly. “This is a contract marriage, in case you forgot.” “Of course I know that,” Jesse shot back, even though his heart was beating faster than usual. Donato watched him for a moment before asking, “And I recall you saying something about an open marriage. I hope that’s still fine by you.” Jesse gave him a cool look. “Sure. After all, this is a contract marriage.” Without waiting for a response, Jesse turned and made his way toward his bedroom, leaving Donato standing alone in the hallway.

John, I know you probably won’t believe me, and I understand, but I still want you to know that when we got married, I wasn’t aware of the terms of the contract. I loved you so much and was so happy to marry you that I didn’t care about anything else. For those three years, I held onto the quiet hope that my love would find a place in your heart. I tried to be a good wife, hoping that one day you would see my love. But now I see that some stories aren’t meant to come true.