Novel & Cerita Korean Drama The Marriage Contract

"But I won't marry you." "Oh. But what I want is for you to marry me," I said in a stern voice. "I can't get pregnant without a husband, Adam." I brought my hand to my mouth when I suddenly felt nauseous. "If I have to pay you just for you to marry me, I'd gladly do it. Just name your price." Adam looked at me as if I had grown horns on my head. "Fine. Ten million dollars, Claire." "Ten million? Consider it done," I answered just as I finally threw up my dinner in front of him.

“We won’t marry for love. I know your families situation if you agree I’ll take care of them. Your parents will be placed in the best elderly care in North Korea, and your brother will receive top treatment from praised doctors around the world. I’ll pay for his schooling and make sure he lives a good life. As for you, have my baby, and I’ll take care of you. You won’t have to work a day in your life and can have anything money can buy. I don’t expect anything from you except loyalty. I won’t touch you without your permission or even expect your kindness.” “Why? What’s in it for you?” “My child grows up with both his parents, plus marrying you is a business move. Many of my investors decline

I snapped and would have continued if I hadn't been interrupted. "What the hell is this nonsense?!" Chloe screeched. "Nathan, tell me what the fuck is going on, right now!" Mahn, I was doomed. Noah had been right. I should have taken care of things with Lily immediately after I had signed the damn marriage contract. Frankly, I hadn't been willing to let Lily go. I was so sure my marriage with Chloe would be sour and would not last. Lily was a wonderful mistress. Damn, she was hot and naughty and everything I had wanted in a woman.

Tihana nervously opens the file and the first thing her eyes landed on was "Contract Marriage with A Baby." She looks up sharply at Aiden, but he wasn't paying attention to her. His eyes were on his phone so Tihana had to look back at the paper. He wants her to get married to him under a contract of one year and she's to make a baby for him! Who makes such ridiculous offer?" She mutters herself. And then her eyes landed on the payments. "Full support to Party B's Family by Party A. Total payment of $5 million shall be paid into Party B's account and another $10 million upon the one year is over and the condition of Party A is met."

I throw back at him with a smile. My mother flashes me an annoyed look but I don’t back down “I’m very capable of finding my own wife just like you found yours”. “One month” he finally says after a minute of awkward silence. “One month to get married”. “What!” I exclaim “That’s too short, I can’t plan a wedding in a month” “It’s specified in the contract Jake, seems like you didn’t read that part thoroughly” he smiles without remorse “Get married before a month or have all your properties gone”.

They had learned that love and courage could conquer even the darkest of fears, and they would always have a friend in each other. But their ordeal wasn't over yet. As they arrived home, they found a surprise waiting for them. A man in a suit stood at their doorstep, holding a contract in his hand. "What's this?" Emily asked, eyeing the man suspiciously. "It's a contract," the man replied. "You and Ethan are married by contract, but the contract has been terminated." Emily's heart sank. "What do you mean terminated?" "It means that the contract is no longer valid," the man said, handing her the document.

before ending the call. In the morning, they had met in a café, calm and businesslike, to outline the terms of their marriage. Laura needs the contract to keep her company stable, to secure her position, to prevent the board from using her gender against her. With the shield of a powerful husband, she won’t be easy prey for those waiting to intimidate her. “Why? Are you scared?” Chris asks. His tone is calm, almost casual, as if this whole thing is nothing unusual to him.

He looks at me like I'm a solution to a complex equation he's been trying to solve for months. "They need someone real. Someone who doesn't reek of polish and coaching. Someone from outside this world who chose me anyway." I laugh. It comes out bitter, broken, a sound that scrapes my throat. "You want me to pretend to be your girlfriend for a business deal." "Not girlfriend." He opens the leather folder again. "Wife." The word punches the air from my lungs. "Eighteen months. Contractual marriage. Public appearances, social functions, convince the world we're in love. In exchange, your debt is cleared in full. You receive a monthly stipend. Your mother gets the medical care she needs."

Lorenzo at the other. As far apart as possible. But not nearly far enough. Dante opened his briefcase and pulled out a thick document. "This is the marriage contract," he said formally. "It outlines all terms, conditions, and protections for both parties." He slid it across the table to Kyrian. "You should read it. All of it. Before signing." Kyrian stared at the document. His vision blurred. He couldn't do this. He couldn't— His mother's hand on his shoulder.

By page twenty-four, she looked angry. “Absolutely not.” “Maya.” “No. This is not a contract. This is a trap with letterhead.” “It’s standard for clients at this level.” “Standard for people who expect to ruin lives and pay invoices afterward.” Lena rubbed her forehead. “It’s one wedding.” “No, it’s not. You said it yourself. This is a merger wearing a veil.” That was the problem. Maya was right.