Cerpen Kawin Kontrak Jadi Cinta นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Instead, she told the truth. "I changed. He changed. We started as two people trying to solve practical problems, and somewhere along the way, we became two people who couldn't imagine solving anything without each other." She smiled despite herself. "I know how that sounds. Like a romance novel or a fairy tale. But it's real. We fell in love despite the contract, not because of it." "There are people who say you married him for money."

He never cared beyond what she could provide: a suitable wife, an acceptable companion for charity galas and business dinners, someone who knew how to smile at the right moments and fade into the background when required. She had traded genuine love… the kind that asked nothing and gave everything, for a life where she existed as nothing more than a convenient transaction. A merger of families. A checkmark on someone else's list of accomplishments. Her chest tightened, the familiar ache spreading through her ribs like cracks in ice. Nina closed her eyes briefly, pressing her fingertips against her temples as if she could physically push the thoughts away. Not tonight, she told herself firmly

I scoffed and he turned his eyes to the photograph. “I met your mother in a club,” he began. My eyes rolled as I wondered what he wanted me to do with that information, he was wasting my goddamn energy. “I offered a contract and she agreed to be my contract wife for an agreed period. It went on like that till I eventually fell in love with her, breaching the agreement. I no longer wanted to continue the marriage base on the contract but on terms that I was in love with her.” He paused for a moment and continued. “I asked her to marry me the right way but she refused and asked that the contract be terminated. Her request could not be granted when she found out she was pregnant with my child.

It had been months since they had spoken, but she couldn't help but wonder what could have been. She had always hoped that things would have been different between them. That their marriage could have been real, that they could have built a life together. But it was all just a fantasy. Their contract marriage had been nothing more than a business arrangement, and as much as she had wanted it to be more, it never could have been. She remembered the day they had signed the contract, how she had tried to keep things professional, but Tiger had been so charming and sweet. It was impossible not to fall for him. They had been so happy during their short time together, but it all came crashing down

This is a new beginning for you and your husband" She said, playing with my chin, while I only fake a smile. What did Mira know? She had no idea that my marriage was a loveless arrangement, a contract that explicitly excluded pregnancy. And now, I was carrying a child, violating the terms of our agreement. I had no idea what the consequences of breaking the contract would be, but I knew they wouldn't be good. My mind raced with fear and uncertainty, wondering what lay ahead.

I will get a good sleep after so many days. ******** Fast forward to her birthday night >> "Here is our marriage contract, I hope you remember... It will be over at the mid November as you know.. More than a month left... So I decided to give you a copy " I smiled and give it to her.. She looked at me , and again I don't understand what her eyes said but I am not an idiot... At least I know those eyes doesn't hold any love for me... She isn't mine and she never will be.

But it kept playing in my head on a fucking loop. The way his lips fit perfectly against mine. The way I melted into him without even thinking. I kissed him back. I wanted to kiss him back. I pressed my forehead to the mirror and my breath fogged up the glass. I couldn’t like Brandon. I couldn’t. He was my fiancé, but only because of the contract. Pretending was fine — I could handle pretending. But this? This was dangerous. This felt like jumping off a cliff without knowing if there was water below.

Oh my god! “what?” Tress asked, “I just realized I’m screwed!” I said, she narrowed her eyes, not sure of what I just said. “yeah you are screwed, living at the same house after the wedding. I mean there will be a lot of…” she started saying I shot her one of my deadly glares, I blushed. “nothing ever will happen, Harris made sure of that. All of it was written in the contract” I said, she stood up “yeah, the contract won’t stop love Andy, I look and I feel love” she said, walking towards the kitchen leaving me there lost in my train of thoughts.

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.

I don't think I need to go through with questioning task here, what if I get a an answer that ruins everything. "Look here, Claire, this is a relationship based on contract. We made deals, we viewed it as business, alright?. Now, don't get too carried away. We are still gonna get engaged, and get married, all based on a contract too, it's business, we should stick to the rules we made" I advised explanatorily. She nodded and smiled sarcastically "In a contracted relationship, kisses and jealousy shouldn't be involved as stated right from the start" Ouch! That hit a spot.