Flash Marriage President Contract Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

MONTGOMERY-WILLY MARRIAGE: ROMANCE OR MULTIMILLION-DOLLAR LAND CONTRACT? Beneath the headline was a photograph from the gala: Savannah and me. My hand rested at her waist, her face turned up to me with that smile that had nothing to do with headlines. A private moment printed beside words that should never have been public. I read the article. It did not tell everything, but it told enough. There were references to the land dispute, to a one-year arrangement, to a development freeze and financial incentives tied to the marriage. There were vague lines about what each side stood to gain if the union remained intact. The kind of details that, once out in the open, invited questions and investi

Nina quickly asks Sunny, "Williams's Group? Which Williams?" "The one specializes in shopping malls and office buildings. It's said the president has married Mayor Lewis's daughter." Sunny sees Nina is interested in the Williams, so she adds, "But something happened at the wedding and they didn't get married successfully." "Not married? Really? I have seen reports before that Mayor Lewis's daughter was pregnant?" Nina is a little surprised. At the time Troy got married, she had gone to America. So she did not know the ops and downs.

“You want to argue? Fine. Let me remind you exactly what you signed.” He held out the phone, the text of the contract staring back at me. My eyes skimmed over the familiar words, the ones I had signed without hesitation, thinking this would just be a transaction. A simple arrangement. I had read it, yes, but there were some lines and pages I skimmed through. Clause 1: The marriage is to remain functional and void of romantic entanglements. Both parties are required to fulfil public appearances and maintain the illusion of a marriage for the set duration of six months.

president added. “No, I watched the live video were cameras are flashing and the speakers and reporters were bombarding you with questions, but you were straightforward. I am sure if it's a No, you would have either ignored or just say No. Mr. Noah is there something you are not telling us” the first lady asked. “It's true I am in a contract marriage with her. She was my crush before my brother dated her. She broke up with my brother when she caught him with her step-sister”

But of course, Martha knew me too well to miss it. "Don’t even start with that," I muttered, my voice sharper than I intended. "He’s not my husband. Not in any real way. You know that." Martha raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by my reaction. "Oh, come on. He’s technically still your husband, isn’t he? I mean, the papers were signed, right?" I glared at her, though there wasn’t any real anger behind it. "That was a contract marriage, and you know it. It was a formality. I don’t love him, and I never will."

She didn’t say It’ll be okay. She just sat beside me and reached for my hand. “What are they saying?” I asked, even though I already knew. She pulled out her phone, hesitated, then showed me the screen. A live news ticker across a morning show broadcast: “BREAKING: PRESCOTT-CALLAHAN MARRIAGE UNDER FIRE” And just below that— “Sources confirm union was strictly contractual. Emotional fallout expected.” I swallowed hard, trying to will away the nausea crawling up my throat.

Flashes started as soon as we stepped in. Jasmine took the mic first. "I want to thank everyone for coming today," she paused and looked at me, I nodded at her to keep on the speech. "Like I said at my press conference, I love my husband and we have renewed our vows." We both waved our fingers to the new flashy rings. And there came flashed from the cameras. She cleared her throat. "And not just our hearts are united again," she continued. "Our businesses too." I stepped forward now.

As Elvis was driving, he couldn't but help notice how quiet Stella was. It was as though she had no more life in her. "Mrs. Milton, Yvonne Harington is being too much. She's sobbing on the Internet and claiming that she's a victim. I didn't expect the Harington family to turn against each other. It's so terrifying. However, in order to protect Eli, the President has shown a document that stated that their marriage was just on paper. Four years later, their marriage would no longer be valid, but Yvonne kept denying it.

It was understandable, as they were treating us like misbehaving babies. "We got married, though," I reminded them, almost reminding myself in a sense too. This was my husband sitting next to me. What a weird concept. "Yes, you are correct, you did get married," the president confirmed. "And for a while there, things were looking pretty promising. Besides the media leaks, everyone seemed to love you guys and your job of distraction was being executed perfectly." "So, then what's the problem?" Cal asked, and my breath got caught in my lungs at the sound of his voice.

"But I can answer you clearly: I know Khloe's affairs inside and out." The corner of his lips curved into a faint, almost-smile, heavy with mockery and pressure. "Videos can be fabricated. Rumors end with the wise. She has never had a marital relationship with anyone else—because she is now my wife. Last week, we officially registered our marriage." He deliberately slowed his speech, enunciating every word, as though striking a hammer against the room. The moment his words fell, an uproar exploded throughout the hall. Weren't they just engaged? How had they already registered their marriage?