Funny Fake Marriage Certificate Novels & Stories

Vera, seeing the look on my face patted my shoulder. "Dear, when you marry a rich and influential figure, there is no way to keep it out of the news. Deal with it," Rich and influential? "I think you got the wrong person, guys," I said, suddenly feeling relieved. Mae rolled her eyes again and whipped out her tablet. "Who is this?" she asked, thrusting it in my face. On the screen was a picture of me in my bridal dresses in a man's arms. We were looking into each other's eyes deeply, unaware of our surroundings. The picture had a caption: CEO of Fashion Goddess, Dante Di Benedetto, Caught On Camera With His Bride In A Bar.

Then, she held it up high, pointed at the date, and shouted for everyone to see, "Take a good look! Alexander and I registered our marriage six years ago—one full year earlier than her fake one! This woman will stop at nothing for money, even forging official documents. "She's a complete fraud!" I froze, staring at the black-and-white date printed on that certificate. I felt a chill surge from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head. 'Six years…' I hadn't expected Alexander to be capable of something this despicable. He had gone so far as to forge a marriage certificate just to give Vanessa a proper title. I looked at him coldly. "Alexander, aren't you afraid of being charged wit

The very same man who said those cold words to me bought an entire estate for Nicole overseas, filled with precious flowers. Watching them embrace and kiss in the sea of flowers, I suddenly laughed so hard I cried. After I took photos as evidence, I dug out the fake marriage registration certificate. That day, we had our wedding registration at home because Sam didn't want me to go through tiring procedures. Thinking back, those were probably actors he hired, huh? I ripped the wedding certificate to shreds and threw it into the trash.

When I registered my son—Alfie Leighton—at an elite school, I discovered that my marriage was nothing but an outrageous farce. "Apologies, ma'am. Your marital status is single according to our records." "That can't be right. I've been married to my husband, Chandler Leighton, for seven years!" I protested in disbelief, but the parents behind me started muttering impatiently. "Chandler Leighton? She's got nerve." "How naive she is to think that a fake certificate will get her kid into this school."

It happened so fast. Everything still felt surreal to Olive as she entered the Wedding Bureau with Logan who had a bland face all through. She could tell how he hated the situation they were in. Everything was already set up when they got there, With Scott as a witness, They took their wedding certificates. Olive stared down at her name written boldly on the certificate. Though it was a fake marriage, this was her second marriage so far. She didn't know if to smile about it or laugh at her pathetic self.

"Open your eyes and take a good look. She just signed the papers this afternoon." Derek lowered his head to glance at the folder, but he didn't even bother flipping it open to look at the certificate inside. Instead, he stared at the cover, and the certainty in his eyes never wavered for a second. "You think I'd believe a marriage certificate you faked?" The booth briefly fell silent before someone couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. "I knew it! How could Celine possibly leave Derek for real?" "That's such a lowly tactic." Lessie yanked at Derek's sleeve lightly before looking at me with innocent, wounded eyes. "Don't do this, Celine. Even if you're upset with us, you shouldn't use ma

"Legally? As far as I can tell, yes. Which means whatever certificate he's waving around with your name on it, it isn't worth the paper it's printed on. A man can't legally marry two women, Katia. He's not your husband. He never was. He's been playing the part." "And that motherfucker has been busy playing husband to me?" I almost laughed; how stupid of me! I should have checked a long time ago. I sat back in my chair and let that settle, turning it over the way I turned over most problems, looking for the angle that explained why a man would walk into my life claiming a marriage that did not exist while still legally bound to a woman in London he had apparently never bothered to divorce. "S

" Caroline opened her mouth hesitantly. She still couldn't believe Kirk's words. "S-sir, I still find this entire situation ridiculous. Why did you let Kirk register the marriage on your behalf? Was it really because you both have the same surname?" "Yes." Eddy's second uncle chuckled on the phone. "The best way to make a believable fake wedding certificate is to use the real thing. "I asked Kirk to register the marriage on my behalf because I didn't want Daphne to take away half of my property. I hope you can understand." Caroline was silent. After a while, she asked again, "Then why didn't he tell me this?"

“You will be pleased to know I just got married on my way back from the bar. Please meet my new wife.” Their eyes meet and they all shake their heads and laugh. “Hello.” They all smile. “Nice to meet you,” one man replies as he shakes my hand. I smirk as my fake husband’s fingers tighten around my waist.” “About time,” another guy says as he shakes his hand. “Congratulations, mate. What’s your wife’s name?” His eyes flick to me as he thinks before he smiles sexily again. “Blossom.” I laugh out loud. “Blossom?”

Better, even. Willow’s face scrunched like she’d just bitten into a lemon. ‘You’re not seriously faking a marriage just to break up Rhys and Catherine, are you?’ ‘No. Rhys and I are ancient history. Whatever he does with Catherine is none of my business.’ I reached into my bag and pulled out the marriage certificate, handed it across the coffee table. ‘We signed the papers today.’ Louisa reached for it, but Willow snatched it away first. ‘This is fake,’ she barked, flipping it over like she was looking for a watermark. ‘You’re full of tricks. No way is this real.’