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“I can give you the east-coast land. On one condition.” “Register our marriage.” I blinked. “Does that mean our previous contract doesn’t count anymore?” He brushed his fingertips across my lips. “We are a de facto married couple. What’s mine is yours.” The small sting on my lip made me lick it without thinking. His eyes darkened instantly. I thought for a moment and shook my head. “I only want the land.” Money in my pocket belonged to me. Money locked inside a marriage did not. Especially not in a bizarre novel world like this one.

~The importance of mental well-being has often been an overlooked dynamic in marriages.~ Hailey stood outside her home, the air heavy with anticipation, uncertainty, and a hint of nostalgia. The familiar red door loomed ahead—a barrier between her past and her uncertain future. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay on the other side. She had agreed to give her marriage to Rome a chance, even with the presence of Sarah, his new live-in girlfriend. It felt surreal; this was her home, yet it felt like a place she had no right to enter. Her heart was a tumultuous sea of conflicting emotions, each wave threatening to engulf her.

“Your marriage is fake! Oh my goodness! I can't believe this is really happening. Someone should pinch me so that I can at least wake up from this unbelievable dream!” Liam gazed at his wristwatch and he murmured some words on his lips. “A marriage of convenience. We are just married on paper, and it's for mutual benefit. So there's no way she's getting out of it unless I say so!” His possessiveness is always evident. I was so disgusted as those words echoed in my ears. I glared at him with a burning and reproachful eye as my temper flared. I clenched my teeth as I swallowed hard. William turned his gaze as he couldn't believe the whole fiasco happening.

That I would like one night in my own bed before stepping into his house as his wife. She steps closer, placing both hands on my shoulders in a gesture that is meant to reassure. Her grip is light, but it anchors me in place. “I know it’s a lot to take in. But in time you will adjust.” Adjust. The word echoes in my head as I nod. People adjust to new jobs. New cities. I suppose people adjust to marriages too. Behind her, I notice movement in my peripheral vision. Stephano steps into the room without announcing himself, stopping a few feet away with a faint frown on his face. He doesn't look surprised to find us talking. He looks impatient.

History repeating itself - a Hawthorne marrying for convenience. But for the first time, I wonder if convenience is really all this marriage will be.

However, she had come to a decision - she had to marry him. As Elena packed her things, her best friend Lucia was helping her out. She was moving into the Romano Mansion, which was part of a crazy arrangement by Luca. Although Elena didn't agree with it, Luca had insisted that they needed to fool his father into thinking that they were madly in love and couldn't do without each other. The sound of the doorbell broke Elena's thoughts. Lucia went to answer it and soon returned to tell Elena that the driver Luca had sent was there to get her. Lucia couldn't believe that her best friend was marrying Luca, the country's most eligible bachelor.

Why in the world would he ask me to marry him? It was some of the most absurd stuff that I had ever witnessed in my life. I had seen this in movies and in the romantic book by my nightstand that helped me escape my rough reality before going to sleep. The only place where this sort of cheesy cliché stuff happened, and I got butterflies in my belly, was in the movie, yet when it happened to me in the real world, I blacked out. Mr. Astor was extremely clear about the terms of the marriage, yet there was a hole in the story that he told me.

“There has to be a mistake.” She flipped through the pages again, her heart racing. Marriage. Twelve months. Carry his child. Live under his roof. She was breathless. “This is a marriage of convenience,” she said loudly. “You want me to marry you?” “Yes.” She stared at him. For a moment, she was speechless. Then the shock turned into something else. “This is absurd,” she said, shaking her head. “No one does this in real life.” Her voice grew sharper.

Angel's rejection seemed to be in front of Sean's eyes again. Sean's finger moved over his phone. The concept of marriage offered is very diverse, ranging from outdoor-indoor with a variety of interesting choices. Of the many photos sent by the wedding organizer, there is one that managed to make Sean stunned for a long time. For some reason Sean believed that Angel would like the outdoor concept with lots of flowers. Maybe Angel will agree more with the forest concept than the cathedral venue.

It was easy to deal with someone like Paula who only cared about money. At the same time, there was constant debate about Conrad's situation online. [Conrad's Wife Goes to Beat the Mistress.] This trending topic occupied all the major websites. [Conrad, my dream husband, the Prince Charming in my dreams, he actually cheated, when did he get married? How come I didn't know? I think of him ninety-nine times every night, I'm in so much pain.] [sob… Honey, how could you marry another woman and still cheat.]