Contract Marriage With Mysterious President นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Immediately Thomas stepped into the conference hall, he saw Maya and the investors already seated with their materials well arranged on the table in front of them. He cleared his throat and turned to the investors. "I don't think there is any need to waste more time on this. The contract is already mine, which we all know, so can it be handled to me? Moreover, judging by Maya's appearance, it is very certain she has nothing to offer, just like that crippled husband of hers." He jeered.

We surround ourselves with trusted friends and allies, creating a circle of support and love that fortifies us against any future storms that might come our way. As the months passed, we celebrated milestones together, watching our children grow and thrive. Our love story had transcended the boundaries of contracts and secrets, evolving into something extraordinary—a partnership built on trust, understanding, and unwavering devotion. But just as we thought our journey had reached its peaceful conclusion, life had one final surprise in store for us. A letter arrived on our doorstep, bearing the seal of the law firm that had handled the contract marriage between Adrian and me. Curiosity tinged

he asked and pretended as though he wants to continue speaking. The entire hall was already in an uproar by now. They never heard anything of sort besides didn't Mrs Zachary say just now that Natasha is his fiancee? "I'm sorry Mr Zachary for putting you in such a tight spot but we saw some pictures that were taken by some faceless bloggers of your court marriage with Miss Jasmine and then you both are wearing the same wedding band." he said and everyone was busy looking at both hands. And before old Zachary could say anything, there were some pictures projection on the screen. It was the picture of Tristan and Jasmine on their wedding day at the court.

My pride just can't let him into my life again after suddenly disappearing and neglecting me. Our relationship is complicated. One day I think of it as part of the mission, the other I think of it as a contracted marriage that he offered, and then there are days where I feel it as a bond so real and so raw. "I've been very busy, amor," he explained. I neared him and leaned back on the nearby wall, crossing my arms. "You know we're supporting a presidential candidate in the elections, right? And he needs votes. I promised him Las Vegas's votes and I'm trying to get them now."

“Please read and sign this.” He took the file from her hands, staring at her while unrolling it slowly. As his eyes turned down and scanned the title on the front page, a dark chuckle escaped his lips. His gaze shot back to her, searching her face for any hint of sarcasm or mockery but she stood there calmly and completely serious. The title read: Contract Marriage “Are you kidding me?” Damien’s voice was low and dangerous as his anger simmered just below the surface. The mere sight of the words made him feel as if a fire had been lit inside him and ready to burn the entire world to the ground.

I looked up into his eyes again. "yes, marriage contract, that's what happens when you get your nose into people's business" he said standing from his chair, I looked down to see his signature was already there, I looked to the name in the opposite of his name to find it was mine, the only difference is, there was no signature below it.

“Yes, I can’t provide evidence. I can’t prove that I’m telling the truth, so go ahead and scold me. I’ll endure it. I won’t mention anything about Emily to you again, okay?” Grace’s tone went from explaining to cold, and by the time she hung up, she couldn’t help but curse. “Mom, was that Mandy on the phone?” Sophia slowly walked down from the upstairs bedroom. “Yes,” Grace rolled her eyes. “It’s strange. Emily and Nathan were definitely married, so why does the government have no record of it? Even if Vincent wanted to cover it up, could he destroy government documents?” Sophia sat down next to Grace, shaking her head. “I don’t know. That masked man’s identity has always been mysterious.”

“It’s a contract marriage, and fortunately for you, you fit into what I’m looking for. Trust me, I’d never have wanted to get married to you on normal basis.” I swallowed emptily and pretended like his last sentence hadn’t stung, even though I knew damn well that I’d never willingly get married to him too. “Why do you need a contract wife?” I asked instead. “That’s none of your business. Are you interested or not?” Was just response. I pursed my lips as I reached for a document which he had whipped out from his desk. “You’ll have to sign this.” He said, it wasn’t a question, it was more like a statement and my curiosity took over as I collected the document from him and carefully went throug

"You are nothing like your father. He was a loyal man." "Have you seen me with other women? Can't I just like all women? I only appreciate them from afar," "You cannot. See, cheating isn't only when you have sex with other people." "But mom! I am not even betrothed to any of them yet. Even Mara, she is someone I like but not married to yet." He argued. "But that's being a womanizer. Except the priests, no one else is allowed to have two women." His mother replied.

Or hijack a plane even! “Are you sure? I mean…” “See for yourself,” she cut in his sentence midway producing a paper. It was the marriage certificate which had initiated the whole set-up. The one he had signed instead of his father. The one which bore his signature at one end and Rachel’s at the other end. It read that he was agreeing to marry Miss Rachel Lloyd within three days – which he had and that he wouldn’t be able to get a divorce till Devin Crighton gave his approval.