Contract Marriage Novels & Stories

Liam greeted. "Eh, I was about to call man. I need to rush back home. Emma is waiting for me. Is there anything you want us to talk about? ". I asked Liam "Just to congratulate you man. You did it". He hugged me. "Yes Liam. I did it. I am a married man now. That company is ours.". After I pulled back from the hug. "Yes, but you do know that it's purely business, right?". He asked. I do understand what he meant. He is talking about my Contract Marriage. Honestly, I don't see it that way anymore, but I can't discuss that with him now.

Acting unconcerned, I said, "Don't bother. I already ordered take out." A look of embarrassment and disappointment etched his face and this gave me some kind of joy. I proceeded to ask him for the contract regarding our marriage so I could sign on it. But instead of giving it to me, Nathan said, "Please, can we just forget about the contract and spend sometime together?"

"Of course, it matters. If you two don't like each other, then I still have a chance. Life is dull, being with a woman like you is interesting." Serena gave him a disdainful look, wiped her mouth with a tissue after eating, and stood up. "You don't need to say such things to test me. What Matthew and I have is, speaking frankly, a contractual relationship. He married me under grandpa's coercion, and I'm not confident enough to make him fall head over heels for me. We both understand this boundary." Finishing her words, she walked to the door, adding, "Thanks for treating me today. "

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.

his calm expression was changing slowly to a fierce one. "I...I…" He took out a paper from the file and pushed it to her. "You signed a two year contract with me and ended up sending divorce letter after a year and half, huh?" "We are no longer married, and I won't answer to you." "Huh? You don't answer to me? So you realize it's a breach of contract and read these consequences again!" Emily recalled that there were consequences stated in the contract when she signed it nearly seven years ago. "Whatever is the case, the two years are already over and we are divorced now."

“Celebrity? No, please. I'm just a PR employee.” Marcos shrugged. “Look, I’m not trying to overstep, but are you happy? I'm sure marriage to an incredible man like Liam Anderson isn't easy. You must have it hard sometimes with all the attention and especially at work. Why did both of you even decide to reveal your marriage when you've been married for a quite while.” He glanced at her.

“Yes, I’ve proposed this before. But this time, it’s different. This isn’t about love or forever, Mia. It’s the easiest way out for us.” “It’s still marriage, Zac.” Mia crossed her arms tightly. “We barely get along. How do you expect me to cope with that?” “Let’s call it what it is,” Zac said firmly. “A contract marriage, Mia.” “A contract marriage, for what?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief.

I grabbed the folder easily this time, turned it over, and froze when I read the title- ‘Marriage Contract.’ My breath caught in my throat. I felt relieved seeing those words, but it felt like I’d been punched and soothed at the same time. I sat back onto the chair, one knee folded beneath me as I opened the folder and began flipping through the pages. Ronald and Kyla's full names were displayed on the first page. I began reading through the different clauses and conditions. “...Spouses must uphold the public image of union until a minimum period of 3 years…” I stared as I continued reading. So it was all just an act?

"And mine doesn't factor in at all, does it? I have no say in this contract marriage?" "You will have to," my mother countered, her voice sharp. A hint of desperation flickered in her eyes as she stood abruptly, her hand still clasped in my father's firm grip. She sank back down, her gaze lingering on his face. He lay motionless, yet his grip seemed to anchor her. "It's all about the company, isn't it?" I accused, my voice thick with emotion. "From the beginning, it's been about the company, not me. Even now!"

Raphael who understood Victor's action whispered some words into Mr Vic's hear. "You see, Rachel cannot get married now. She is an employee of Mr Raphael and she signed a work contract for three years with him so within this period, she is not allowed to get married. It is in the contract she signed" Mr Vic explained to the family. "You can do that, what kind of contract doesn't allow employees to get married?" Rachel's grandmother asked. "Actually, she signed as an housekeeper and my boss cannot tolerate lateness due to family problem or pregnancy, especially pregnancy". Mr Vic replied