How To Perfectly End A Contract Marriage の小説・ストーリー

, I said. "So you are saying yes?", he asked with a smile. "I said there are conditions. One of them is you won't interrupt me", I said. "Done", he said. "You won't force me to remain in this marriage after the time is over", I said. "I won't and by law, I can't force you to do anything once the contract period is over", he said. "That is a relief", I said with a sigh. "That is the condition?", he asked me.

He slid a document toward her. She picked it up—and froze. It was their marriage contract. The one that had started it all. But now, Zane’s signature scrawled across the bottom of a termination clause. Her breath caught. “You… ended it?” “Yes.” His voice was steady, but his hand trembled slightly on the table. “No contracts. No timelines. No inheritance. Just us, if you still want it.” Lena stared at him, heart hammering. Part of her wanted to cry, part of her wanted to scream.

Christ, what have I gotten myself into? “Rule one: We're not in love. This is a contracted marriage. There will be no love, no jealousy, no possessiveness, no asking about the other's whereabouts. All you have to do is play the role of a perfect wife, give birth, and leave with your body still intact.” He explained, and I swallowed, listening attentively. “Rule 2: never tell anyone about the contract. We're married, that's all anyone needs to know. Just those two rules. Do you understand?” He asked, and I nodded quickly, earning a satisfied smirk from him. “You can leave.”

I took a deep breath and signed my name on the dotted line. The lawyer nodded with a professional smile. “Congratulations to both of you. This is a legally binding contract marriage that will automatically terminate after exactly one year. Any party who goes against the terms we have signed today will face full legal consequences. No exceptions.” We both nodded in unison, our eyes meeting for a brief second. The lawyer gathered his documents, shook our hands, and left. The heavy front door clicked shut, leaving the entire mansion wrapped in complete silence. Liam and I sat there quietly. The weight of what we had just done hung heavy in the air between us.

He said with a bit of professionalism in his voice, but in an instant he was pulling her along the large hall heading for the elevator. “Now that we are finally married, there are rules.” Kayden said darkly and Crystal felt goose bumps peel at the upper part of her skin. “Some rules that I might have omitted in the contract.” “If it’s not included in the contract that we signed, isn’t that invalid?” She asked moving away from him creating as much as many space possible between them. “They are only invalid when I say so.” He said smugly with some sort of arrogant aura radiating off from him. The elevator beeped and opened almost immediately he got out of the elevator and Crystal came running

“I completely agree with my husband. The two love each other and there's no reason to wait for her father's approval to be happy” "Just one more thing. Ilayda get my room ready. I will spend the last night with Luna here in this house. And I will put an end once and for all to this blessed Contract of Marriage." Volkan says looking into his beloved's eyes.

What came next felt both distant and close at once. The courtroom feed flickered to life with my lawyer already seated. Sharp tie. Calm eyes. A pause before speaking. “It’s official,” I told her. “Please dissolve the old contract. File the necessary paperwork to formally end the one-year term. The marriage continues by choice, not obligation.” She smiled warmly. “I’ll handle everything. Congratulations, Samantha. This sounds like the ending you deserve.”

Unfortunately, she had kept her face tense, as if she was dissatisfied with the engagement. I was afraid she would refuse it. So I immediately prepared a divorce agreement set three years later. I told her that both families had decided on the marriage. Even if she wasn’t satisfied, she had to accept it for now. After three years, we would separate. That was why I handed it to her in advance. Nevertheless, I played a small trick. I deliberately made the safe damp, blurring the text on the agreement. Three years later, she would still be mine. Elena said she wanted to treat me to dinner. I deliberately chose the same restaurant Clara had mentioned yesterday, planning to pack her favorite dish

The divorce went through quickly. The moment I picked up the pen and signed my name, the marriage alliance between John and me officially came to an end. As we walked out of the courthouse, John called out to me, like he wanted to say something. But before he could speak, Claire fluttered over to him like a brightly colored butterfly and threw herself into his arms. I did not care what he had wanted to say anyway. I had no interest in watching them act affectionate in front of me, so I got into my car and drove away.