Fake Marriage By Karrin Novels & Stories

"Great again. Mr Cartelli, if you could sign right here, and then Mrs Cartelli, if you could do the same just below his..." There hadn't been many documents for me to sign like this, so I winged it and made a new signature on the spot. I noticed Armani staring at it for a moment, but his attention was on the woman as soon as she started speaking. "And Dads..." she continued. Once they passed her the contract back, she handed us both the prenups, which were slightly scarier to look at, but I knew they would help us in the long run if this fake marriage ever had to break up. Though, I doubted we would be sharing much besides a last name and a vacation to Italy.

And now, when my child and I were facing a life-or-death situation, he was holding another woman in his arms, telling me I was overreacting. He said I was his only wife, yet he refused to give me even a legal marriage certificate. He said I was the only one in his heart, yet when I needed him most, he chose to take care of another woman. He said he would give me everything, yet he let me become a joke, an unwed mother whose child had no legal standing. I laughed until tears streamed down my face. Enough. It was truly enough. I steadied myself and walked to the bedroom. I pulled out the forged miscarriage certificate I had prepared long ago and left it on the table.

And it wasn’t even the most complicated part of the plan. She was caught between the strange thrill of it all and the overwhelming confusion. The whole ‘fake dating’ thing had seemed so simple when Cassian had laid it out—‘be seen together, look like a couple, act like it’s real’. It sounded straightforward, right? Just two people pretending to be something they weren’t. But now? Now, everything felt like it was spiraling.

I clearly remember telling you before that I'm already married to someone else. Michelle's face turned a bright purple color at once. She had been used to my flattery and giving in, and wanted to yell back at me instinctively. However, she forced it back down and instead glared hatefully at Isabella. Meanwhile, Lucas was on the verge of a breakdown. He grabbed Isabella by the neck and roared, "You lied to me!" "I… I have my reasons…" Isabella croaked as she struggled against his grip. "Reasons?" Lucas exclaimed. "You're fake! Everything is fake! Your identity is fake. The kid… The kid is fake as well, isn't he?"

he said like an evil lawyer he is. "Son-in-law, help us please, I meant no harm." “That is why you stood to object?” I ask him, “see you were fooled by that woman, but you still came here and disrupted my wedding thus you need to pay the money.” “Clay love, are you serious, he wanted to tell you a little secret about your wife,” Hailee said arrogantly, “turns out she is only marrying you for a green card.” I laugh at her absurdity, “do you think I am stupid Miss Leech? I know Kaleah’s circumstance already.”

I questioned her. She looked at me with uncertainty, took a deep breath and answered, "We need you to be a fake bride”. I released my hand from her grip but she continued, "It's less than two weeks away from now, I promise we're going to annul it. The only thing we need is your presence as the bride". I chuckled forcefully, "I have a lot on my plate and I do not have time to on a charade". I tried to open the car door but she held on to me tightly and started pleading. I wasn't ready to be caught in between the rich folks but she kept on emphasizing how I'd fit the role perfectly because I have almost the same body frame as Daisy.

I wanted to make this fake marriage work as much as Damon did. Shouldn't an important detail like her allergies be printed in the files?

“You just met him like a week ago, and now he wants you to meet his mother? That’s rare, and he’s a gem. I say, marry him and make some cute babies.” I rolled my eyes. “Unbelievable.” It may sound good, getting married, planning a future together, living in a pretty neighborhood, and popping out babies, but that dream would be impossible for me after a year. Knowing that my name would forever be a divorcee to Lake Winston, I didn’t think someone would ever be interested in me, but this was life. I needed money, and he needed a fake wife. “Hey!” One of the girls with pretty heavy makeup called us. They were probably one of those TikTok girls or I*******m models.

It was Enzo calling, and knowing what he had for me had to do with June, I, of course printed to my phone and slid the answer button. “Go…” “So turns out your girl isn’t actually married…” way to say the obvious. “But like everyone else, she thought she was.” I frowned at those words. “Ten years ago she did go to the bureau office to register her marriage with Rick, but turns out at the time he bribed a staff to forge a fake one.” My blood boiled at over a hundred degrees in a matter of seconds. My grip on the phone tightened, my breathing was fast and shallow, a sign that someone needed to actually die before I could calm down.

At close range, all my in-built anger rose more inside of me. Calvin opened his mouth to speak when we heard something click and we both turned. “This is gorgeous. Very gorgeous,” Lorraine smiled as she held onto my camera. She obviously just took a picture. She headed towards us and kept clicking. “You guys look great. A perfect couple.” “This is a fake marriage, remember Lorraine,” I took steps away from the scene and headed to the door, “are we going or not?” “Have fun,” Lorraine squeaked after us and soon, I felt Calvin's presence behind me and I hated the fact that it overpowered mine.