Farewell To My Contracted Life Mga Nobela at Kwento

"And judging by the vintage Merlot currently destroying your designer dress, I’d say the negotiation didn't go according to the corporate handbook. What happened, Xielle? Did the protector forget his boundaries, or did the asset forget her place?" ​"Shut up," she whispered fiercely, tears threatening to spill over her lashes. "We have a contract. A friends with benefits arrangement. That's all it ever was, and that's all it will ever be. He has a fiancé out there. He has Vivianne. I am nothing but a transaction to him." ​Arthur let out a short, humorless laugh, setting his champagne glass down on a nearby ledge. He stepped closer, his demeanor shifting from playful to chillingly sober.

Ethan's POV My words, neither harsh nor gentle, shattered the silence in the office. Tracy Montgomery was still basking in the joy of her pregnancy with her lover's child when she looked up and frowned. "What contract? Ethan, are you trying to start something again?" She had clearly forgotten. The moment that realization hit me, my fingers slowly tightened around the edge of the desk. Even breathing hurt. "I'm not starting anything," I said. "But you're right. I won't have a say in your life anymore. Whether you come back to this family or not doesn't matter to me."

Sienna said very solemnly, "Grayson, our contract is only half a year, and we will both return to our lives after the contract is over, so I will not give up my career. If you cannot accept this, it's still not too late for us to terminate the agreement." After that, she took her handbag, "I have to go." Then she left without looking back. Mr. Harlan, who witnessed the conversation between the two of them held his breath and did not dare to make any sound. How could Mrs. Kai dare to talk to Master Kai like that! He apparently felt that the pressure around the young master was a few degrees lower instantly as if there was a definite chill spreading over him. It was merely the calm before the

Melody had unpacked her bags earlier, returned her belongings neatly to the wardrobe, and then simply lain on her bed, letting the weight of the morning’s encounter with Logan settle in her chest. She felt hollow, devastated, but there was no turning back. The contract she had signed was ironclad, the payment already in her account. And even without that, there was no way she could back out, she needed this money for her New York pastry shop, for her dream to become reality.

"What if Gael decides to neglect me and the child once the contract is over? What guarantee do I have that he won't walk away?" Chloe understood Elma's apprehension and the fear of being left alone to face the consequences of her decisions. She reached out, gently taking Elma's hands in hers, offering a reassuring smile. "Elma, I understand your concerns, and they're valid. But remember, life is full of uncertainties, contract or not," Chloe replied calmly. "While a contract marriage may have started as an arrangement, emotions and connections can evolve over time. We've seen it happen before, where contractual relationships become real marriages."

Forgetting for a split second, that I was on the wheel. When I came to seconds later, I veered the car off the highway, parking on the side of the road. Then, with red-rimmed eyes, I read the words over and over again. ~I’m quitting, Mr. Grant. This is me terminating the contract. I’d have left town by the time you get this message. Don’t come looking for me, cause you won’t find me. Again~ I stared at the message, cold blood rushing to my ears and head, roaring up a storm and causing a bad ache.

"I appreciate that this reminds you of a bygone age, one that was far from fair. However, we have progressed too far to be discouraged by such an archaic and even repulsive rule." She gestured at the screen once more. "My personal life should not be an issue here. Our focus should be on the predictions, which include potential synergies, vertical integrations, and market leverage. This transaction is a very strategic move that will result in billions of dollars in valuation gains." The air was thick with her words, daring anyone to object to the sacrifice she was willing to make for the sake of the deal. Nobody dared to speak. "Good. Our next step is to plan something appropriate. Anna, I ne

He gently wiped his eyes as he cleared his throat. "If I don't only have chosen to find someone for the contract, I would have already freed you, but in these circumstances, you are already linked to me, the moment I let you have my blood to save you that night, is like signing the contract." My eyebrows arched as I tried to scrutinize his words. Contract what? His blood to save me? What is he talking about? "Take this as my advance apology. " He handed me a book. As I focused my eyes on it, I can't help but widened it. I snatched it from his hands then hugged it tightly.

What's it going to hurt if you let me in and throw caution to the wind? Her doe eyes were on the brink of tears. Colton turned to walk away before she could say anything more. Their contract was up; they were done she fulfilled his needs. That's all that this was. At least that's what he kept telling himself. He whispered under his breath low enough for only him to hear. 'Everything'