Cerita Perjodohan Nikah Kontrak นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Again, Natalia, this isn't a love story. I don't care if he has eleven fiancees... They can wait till after a year and that's it." "Dad, that's not it!" I snapped, confused about his reaction. "It's not so simple." "Natalia, what is difficult here?" "Dad, it's like you are not even listening to me. He has someone else in his life that he chose not to tell me about! How can I marry him?" "I don't know what you are thinking in your head, but my darling this is not a love story this is a contract wedding. Everyone is allowed to have their little thing on the side... I don't see where the problem is..."

“I work under an agency. I’m just doing my job.” Her tone was cold, detached. She knew he’d have questions. And she was ready to answer them because she knew how these contract marriages worked all too well. George scoffed. “And this is what your company does? Marries people off without their consent?” “She didn’t ask for much. Just presence. Discretion. Patience.” He let out a bitter laugh. “She asked you to live in my house and pretend to be my wife.” “She asked me to protect the image of your marriage. And to give you the privilege to explore.”

By page twenty-four, she looked angry. “Absolutely not.” “Maya.” “No. This is not a contract. This is a trap with letterhead.” “It’s standard for clients at this level.” “Standard for people who expect to ruin lives and pay invoices afterward.” Lena rubbed her forehead. “It’s one wedding.” “No, it’s not. You said it yourself. This is a merger wearing a veil.” That was the problem. Maya was right.

I read aloud, running my eyes over the main headline of the story. Amid our photos, not only of the few weddings there are of our wedding, but also of distant photos taken of us on the island, is detailed absolutely everything. The magazine comments on how my marriage was based on a contract, how it was something devised by my grandfather and Dominik's grandfather, how we both have to fulfill certain requirements in order not to break the contract, and how we both had a complicated start. "...But as if it were a love story, on their obligatory honeymoon trip, they both found love..."

The journey we had embarked upon had tested us in ways we never imagined, but it had also shaped us into the people we were meant to become. And as we gazed into each other's eyes, we knew that our love had triumphed over every challenge, every betrayal, and every secret. We had overcome the odds, rewriting our own story and creating a love that would stand the test of time. In the end, it wasn't just a contract marriage that brought us together—it was fate, woven into the fabric of our lives, guiding us towards each other through the darkest of storms. And now, with our love made official, we were ready to embrace the future, hand in hand, forever bound by a love that was both fierce and te

He stopped her and lifted her into his arms. “What are you doing? Put me down, right now.” Jhonia asks? Saying to him trying to get him to put her down but he held her carefully and walked her all the bed putting her to sit. “I never asked? Any of you came and pulled me into this contract marriage but for the sake of my parents, I agreed. Now tell me, Mr. Pinnock, just how many times will you apologize for reminding me that I'm poor and have no parents, how many? Ah, Mrs. Pinnock, it's good that you stayed back! I know your son can find a more suitable wife, and for himself. I would like it if we can end the contract here and now. I will work and pay you back every dollar spent.” Jhonia aske

she quickly closed her eyes he chuckled and kissed on her forehead while taking her to his embrace will this forced contract marriage ever turn into marriage with love??? let's see in upcoming journey

she said. Niccolo shows up the evidence that their marriage contract was fake. He showed to her the fake marriage contract. He wasn't making lies. He's telling the truth that their marriage contract was fake. "Do you believe me now?" Niccolo asked her. "This is the evidence you wanted to see. This is the fake marriage contract we had. It proves that we're not married. I'm single and you're single too."

' "I can read clearly and that's the more reason why I'm not going to sign this crap. Why would I want to get married to you" I said as I flung the documents on the table. "You were already informed before time, sign the papers and stop wasting both our time. 'Waaa I'm so tempted to hit this crazy guy right on the nose. He is the worst when it comes to words'. "I didn't know I was coming to get married, I thought my job was to babysit". Unable to stand the conversation, he stood up, took his phone, and left the study. Soon after he came back with another good-looking man.

[Klaea] "That's my condition in before and after we got married." Mr. Iverson said and I looked on the paper he gave me. I took a deep breath before reading his condition. First is, this relationship is no string attached. I agree to that. I'm not planning to fall inlove to him tho. Second, we must keep this as a secret. I mentally nodded on what I red. This might ruin his reputation to the public if they will know about this also this is just a contract marriage, no need to say it in public.