Marriage Law Dramione Novels & Stories

he said. “I’ve been thinking. Let’s stop dragging this out. Let’s get married.” I felt the floor tilt beneath me. “What?” “I’ve already spoken to my lawyer,” he said, pulling me closer. “Everything will be in your name. Everything. I just want you to be mine, Gina. Forever.” I swallowed, my head spinning. Damon was supposed to be my puppet, my way to reclaim everything I had lost. But in marriage, I had only wanted a fake one to reclaim everything.

Jung-So's words made her stunned. "Stop it." Soo-Yun immediately pushed him away. "What are you doing, I am married and happy with my husband." She stammered trying to sound brave but failing miserably since her hands were trembling slightly. "I know he is not who you really love or deserve." Jung-So sighed deeply. "Are you out of your mind?" He stood up and scoffed. "Don't forget about that stupid marriage certificate, remember that it is fake." Soo-Yun's eyes widened as she stared at Jung-So with shock and disbelief. "How could you?" She yelled standing in front of him, pointing her finger at him. "We love each other. Jun-Sang loves me and our marriage is not fake." She answered him in rag

I was thrilled out of my mind. Nervously, I followed the official's instructions, handed over all relevant documents needed, and watched as he stamped the marriage certificate with an official seal. I thought that moment marked the beginning of Vittore's and my happily ever after. I never imagined it was the start of his lie. All of a sudden, Vittore's voice drifted in from outside the half-open door, along with the sound of another pair of footsteps. "Send the dress to Ms. Romano's place. Don't forget the pink diamond ring I bought at the auction last month."

I stumbled out of the hospital in a daze. The doctor had been smiling just moments ago, congratulating me on how healthy the baby was. Then, she casually asked, "When are you planning to register your marriage with the father?" I froze. I told her we had been married for five years. The doctor frowned and checked the system again. Finally, she turned the screen toward me. [Marriage Registration: None.] Five years ago, Enrico Salvatore slipped a ring onto my finger himself and told me all the paperwork had been taken care of. He said his position in the mafia made it inconvenient to go public.

Damien’s Pov The lawyer read the will conditions again like I hadn’t heard them a hundred times. Elena sat beside me in the sleek conference room, legs crossed, looking every bit the poised future wife. She played the part well. Too well. “Thirty days from the reading,” the lawyer said. “Legal marriage, public appearance of unity. Otherwise Cross Technologies transfers to Adrian Cross.” Elena reached over and laced her fingers through mine. The touch was warm. I squeezed back harder than necessary.

During that time, Myrna always tried to help Regina become a famous singer, but so far they have not been successful. This morning, Myrna went to Regina's house to pick up Regina to a rather large concert, unexpectedly finding out that Regina had moved elsewhere. "Huh, it's a long story." Regina briefly summarized everything for Myrna, and after listening to it, Myrna was so shocked that she was speechless. "So that means you're married? Also, is your husband Darryl Rider?" Hearing Myrna's flamboyant surprised voice, Regina giggled. "For the time being, you and Darryl aren't married, but I'm at his mansion."

Party B shall agree to this marriage and shall not ask for a divorce for any reason, and if he/she ever does, that'll be considered breaching of contract, and Party A shall agree to the divorce only and if only Party B is willing to share his/her properties, which include his/her money and all other assets in his/her name, in equal half with party A' 'In exchange for the marriage, Party A shall agree to donate his/her corneas to Party B, only if an only there is no complications after the transplant' Dante could not believe his eyes as he read through the agreement. "Is she crazy? Half of my properties? What is she up to now?" His voice shook his slightly as he adjusted his tie which suddenl

"Y-you're his wife? S-so, Melvin didn't marry that rude girl after all? Wow, thank goodness it wasn't that girl who married Mr. Melvin, but you instead; otherwise, my effort making that wedding dress with all my heart and love would've been in vain." Danas looked at the man behind her through the glass; the man was smiling at her. "Melvin's lucky to marry you; I know you're a woman who's worthy of him, and I'm sure you guys'll become the happiest family. Mr. Melvin's every woman's dream, while you're a beautiful woman." Danas gave a forced smile. How could they have a happy family when the man treated her so arbitrarily? "Wait... wait, I think I know the dress that's right for you; wait here

I kept looking at the paper with my eyes wide open and I was so close to it as thought I was going to go into it any time soon. I looked at him as though he said something really crazy which he obviously did. "What is this, why do I have to sign something like this"? He looked at me with his usual cold gaze and said. "Don't tell me you can't read". I just looked at him with the expression that said 'What the hell, is this dude for real?' "I can read clearly and that's the more reason why I'm not going to sign this crap. Why would I want to get married to you"?

"Midnight. Tonight. My chambers." "We'll be there." Damian called Ms. Okonkwo, their lawyer. She confirmed the spousal exemption applied even during the season. "The league won't like it," she said. "But they can't stop you. It's the law." "They'll try," Damian said. "They'll try," Ms. Okonkwo agreed. "So get married fast. Before they figure out what you're doing."