Esposa Por Contrato นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Okay, I don’t know where this is suddenly coming from, but the only reason this marriage is happening is because he had to lie; if not, we won’t be stuck in this mess. Why then is he making this about me? “What is this?” I asked again, flipping open the file. “Read for yourself,” he responds like it is the most normal thing to say to me at the moment. I went ahead and ran my eyes around the words. According to the contract, I wasn't allowed to have any romantic relationships for as long as we were married. I was also expected to be a mother to his daughter, Aria, and under no circumstances do I have to include a third party in this.

Elena laughs and it's bitter, broken, "Using me? That's rich coming from you, what do you call what we have? What do you call this arrangement where you parade me around like your property while you sleep with half of New York?" "We have an arrangement," I say coldly, "one you agreed to, one you signed your name to, one you're handsomely compensated for, or did you forget about the mansion, the clothes, the lifestyle I provide?" "I'm not your employee," her voice cracks, "I'm your wife" "You're whatever I say you are," I cut her off, my voice dropping dangerously low. "Read the contract, Elena, clause twelve, section four, you agreed to play the devoted wife in public, that means not flirtin

He stood up from his chair and my breath caught in my throat as he approached, but he didn't come to me. I forced myself to move closer to him, maintaining a safe distance as I stretched out my hand to take the paper. My heart pounded in my chest as I took the document, my eyes looking the contents. My gaze suddenly landed on the third term, which made my jaw drop in shock. "The contract husband and babies' daddy must be able to do whatever he wants with the contract wife and babies' mother, and she must not oppose. Intimacy is not excluded." My fist clenched as I looked up at Mario, who was now leaning against his desk, watching me.

“Yes, ladies and gentlemen, we got married yesterday in a very private ceremony in the presence of our closest friends and family. For a few days, the news of our contract marriage has been floating around every media centre, social media. I want to tell you, there has never been any contract. Our relationship has been real and this marriage proved it. So next time Elijah Rossi accuses us of something I want him to kindly check the facts before announcing it to the world.” Helena remained silent and let her man do the talk. She no longer needed to fight these battles for herself, her husband was there for that. “But this marriage could be contractual too.” Someone asked and Helena stiffened

The Consort shall hold no custodial or legal rights unless expressly granted in writing by the Principal. 19(d) The existence or conception of such a child must be disclosed within seven (7) days to the Principal and his legal representatives. Concealment or deliberate nondisclosure will be considered a material breach of contract and grounds for immediate dissolution of the marriage and forfeiture of all compensations and privileges. 19(e) Any attempt to contest the above conditions will result in full legal and financial liability on the part of the Consort, including but not limited to the return of all monetary settlements, properties, or benefits obtained through this agreement.

Jocelyn: "You're a relative of the Ford family, and you have business dealings with my father. Besides, I don't think you look like a bad guy." Kane chuckled softly and they exchanged W******p contacts. Sheila was lying in bed, worrying about Kane finding out about her contractual marriage with Killian. He wouldn't actually be so shameless as to expose it, would he? Lost in thought, she hastily dug out the agreement she had signed back then. "For a period of three years, Party B receives 20 million compensation upon termination of the relationship." "Spousal duties." "Monthly allowance of 50,000." "Party B may not terminate the agreement without Party A's consent."

“Being cozy with her in front of me. We’re supposed to be married.” His expression didn’t change. “We are married.” “You know what I mean. The contract doesn’t make us… all the things. But it does say we don’t date other people. We don’t sleep with other people.” He blinked, very slowly. “I know what the contract says.” He said.

"We're married, Maximus. And you know we'll fight about that bow-legged woman, but you didn't tell me you were together here. If I did that to you, wouldn't you be angry?" "What, you'll go to that, Jason?" he asked angrily. "See, you're already fuming. What if you experienced what I witnessed and heard in the elevator earlier?" I countered. "We may not love each other, but while our contract is in effect, ensure you respect our relationship. You wanted this marriage, not me. Our contract should have been limited in bed, but you complicated things." "So, is it my fault? I was just thinking about you when I made that offer," he replied.

Marcus Wells and Miss Cass Thorton, hereby enter into a legally binding contract marriage agreement. Purpose of the Contract: The purpose of this contract is to facilitate the inheritance and succession of Wells Holdings, ensuring that the company remains within the control of Mr. Marcus Wells and does not fall into the hands of any external parties, including or not including Mr. Wells's scheming cousin. Duration of the Contract: This contract shall be valid and in effect for a period of three years, commencing from the date of signing. After the completion of the three-year term, both parties shall have the option to extend the contract if mutually agreed upon.

My forehead creased, making him more and more impatient. “You need the money, I need a wife. All you have to do is marry me, give me an heir and you're free to go. I will take care of everything. You just have to sign the contract,” he said impatiently. I gasped. A contract? Wow, he must have planned it out. “Contract?“ “Yes, a contract to make sure you don't violate anything. I don't do love, and I don't believe in it either. Tell me when you've decided…” he said.