Cerpen Kawin Kontrak Jadi Cinta นิยาย & เรื่องราว

All three people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. As she was leaving, Valentina vaguely heard the photographer’s complaint: “I had never seen such a strange young couple.” They’re a match made in heaven, but they don’t know how to laugh. Valentina sighed and denied it, not that she didn’t know how to laugh; she didn’t want to. Is there anything to be proud of in a marriage linked by a paper contract? Getting married is as simple as it costs nine dollars. It drizzled in the sky. Neither brought an umbrella.

Lucas carefully got out of the bath, put on a robe, and walked out of the bathroom, causing Sophia to submerge herself underwater. Sophia quickly emerged to null her senses of being horny. She quickly slapped her cheeks and thought to herself. 'Does Lucas really love me? Alexander treats me the same. Except Alexander was a heartless bastard. I will be with Lucas and be his wife!' In the Study- "Sir, the marriage contract is done!" A boy with slicked-back black hair and gorgeous green eyes looked at the contract he has, Joey Gales, Lucas's right-hand man.

"I have gone through the contract and, truthfully, the pay is quite… generous for someone like me. But I can't shake off the feeling that this isn't as simple as it seems. I'd love to know what exactly prompted the whole idea of a contract marriage. Don't get me wrong, I simply hold the reservation that I should not be kept in the dark. If I am going to partner with your boss on something as sensitive as this, I think it's only proper that I'm not left uninformed." Ethan glanced briefly at the woman sitting across from him. He had expected her to demand more perks, but instead she was more interested in knowing the story behind the facade. She was a person who loved to tread carefully, he li

"This Marriage Contract (the 'Agreement') is made and entered into as of [Date] by and between Mr. Adrian Cagliari, the first party, and Miss Ashleigh Hartman, the second party..." Her grip tightened on the pen as she listened. Every word felt like another layer of chains locking around her. "You promise to tell me about my birth parents?" she asked one final time, her voice barely above a whisper. Adrian nodded, his expression unreadable. Swallowing hard, she signed her name. Her aunt followed suit, and then Adrian signed, sealing their fates. The lawyer stood. "In the presence of these witnesses, I declare Ashleigh and Adrian Cagliari husband and wife. Congratulations."

I lean in and capture his lips in a tender kiss. *** At night, the twins are sitting between Steve and me with their toys. Instead of playing, they’re mostly crawling over us and cuddling us, their giggles filling the room. I can’t even express in words how I feel when they express their love like this. I lock my eyes with their father’s, entangling my tiny finger with his, wondering about us. Our journey, from a one-night stand to a contract marriage, from hate to love, and from being two individuals to growing as parents, is truly incredible. It’ll be etched in our hearts till our last breath.

Just as I thought he's lost for an answer, he spoke, "I think at some points we are similar, although I admit I did not reckon the same about you at our first meet, my opinion gradually changed... After seeing you, I personally feel that our personalities don't clash, and that so-called tale of true love does not exist." "Besides, it's a contract marriage, you'll have no worries to be a proper wife until we're in public, in private__ well, we both are adults and know our needs and limits. Once the contract is over, we'll be on our separate ways, which I believe you won't mind__ Your liberty...." His clear response erased my doubts...

“You will live with me as my wife, attend events, and maintain appearances. After that, the contract ends, and you walk away with the money.” Simple. Too simple. “And what’s the catch?” she asked, narrowing her eyes. “No emotional attachment,” he said immediately. “No interference in my personal affairs. You follow my instructions in public, and you do not create unnecessary complications.” Elena raised a brow. “You sound like you’re hiring an employee, not marrying someone.” “In this situation, there’s very little difference.” She let out a quiet breath, shaking her head. “And what about the obvious part?” she asked, tilting her head slightly. “What happens when people expect this marriage

Raymond asked looking at Elias for answers. " Our marriage is not like every other marriage... it's s contract marriage." " What do you mean by that?" Raymond asked confused. Elias then explained everything to him, from how he met Ava to how they got married. When he was done explaining Raymond was quiet for a while. " Now that explains things. That is very much expected from you...so this marriage is built on contract and not love. And here I was thinking that you are a changed man." Raymond said while he reached out from the bottle of wine,he drank straight from it.

“I don’t know! It just happened! I don’t knoooow!” “Tell me the truth, is he really your boyfriend?” she asked. “No, it’s just a fake and contract relationship,” I answered. She raised her eyebrow, “Why?” “He doesn’t want to get married. You know, rich family things,” I said lazily. “Then why you?” she asked again. I closed my eyes. I looked at her with a serious gaze, “I don’t know.” Among the both of us, she’s really the real gossiper.

He was too interested in her answer to let the topic go. “No, that can never happen. It will go against the contract. The contract will lose its existence. It won’t be valid anymore.” Christian listened with avid interest. Did she really think so? Then the only way to turn his contract marriage into reality would be to make her fall in love with him. A strange thrill pulsated through his body. He would now tempt her to fall in love with him. “I see!” Skylar watched his thoughtful features with annoyance. What was there to think so much about it?