Marriage Law Dramione Mga Nobela at Kwento

He placed it on the counter and slid it toward her. Selene hesitated before unfolding the paper. Her blood ran cold, her eyes widen. It was a legal document. A contract. And her name was already printed on it. "This is… " "A marriage contract," Damien finished for her. "It outlines everything I expect from you as my wife." Selene stared at the paper in disbelief. "You can’t be serious." Damien tilted his head. "Oh, I’m very serious, sweetheart." She tore up the paper and throw it back at him. "No."

"That's insane. Half the marriages in Manhattan start with prenups and financial arrangements." "But most don't admit it on national television," Margaret said, appearing in the doorway with her legal team. "I'm sorry to barge in, but we need to talk. Now." We sat down, and Margaret laid out the nightmare. "Richard's legal team is arguing that, by your own admission, you entered into marriage primarily for financial exchange. Isla needed money, Damien needed a wife for inheritance purposes. They're claiming this makes it a fraudulent marriage under New York Domestic Relations Law."

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.

she sneered, I frowned, she passed me, entering the house, while I stood there, still holding the door. It took me a moment or so to realize she had entered, I turned to look at her, “what do you want Chloe?” I asked, she smirked, “I’m here to take what is mine, Harris” she crossed her arms over her chest, calling out his name. “He’s my husband now, don’t you dare talk about him like that, and he’s not here!” I said, she smiled, “your husband?” she laughed sarcastically. “He was never you husband, Harris told me everything about the marriage contract, everything was fake…” she said, I felt like someone just stabbed me with a dagger, “what?” I asked, feeling shocked, and broken.

Evie’s response was immediate, hollow, and precise. ​“I do.” ​Damon’s answer was a simple, resonant, “Affirmed.” ​The judge stamped the final document with a decisive thud, making the marriage feel less like a bond and more like the settlement of an immovable property dispute. There were no rings exchanged, no kiss requested by the court. They were married—two strangers bound by five million dollars and a set of iron-clad rules designed to prevent them from ever truly knowing each other. ​As they exited the courthouse, Damon walked several steps ahead, his presence commanding his security detail and blocking out the few curious eyes near the entrance. He treated her like high-value baggage,

“Yes. The unregistered omega you married in haste just as rumors of Lunaris resurfaced. Very romantic. Very… *convenient*.” He let the word sit. “Convenient for who?” Daire asked. “For her,” Crowe said. “If the marriage is real, it gives her status she didn’t earn. If it’s not, it gives you a claim over an asset that belongs to the Tribunal. Either way, it complicates my paperwork.” He sounded almost amused by that. “And you hate complications,” Daire said. “I dislike inefficiency,” Crowe corrected. “But I dislike loose bloodlines more.”

"Zheme Mardruk Algae, do you take Lexie Shay Dillon for your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Zheme nodded without a doubt. "I do." "Lexie Shay Dillon, do you take Zheme Mardruk Algae for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

Damien carried his wife to the bed as he arrange pillow for her to lay down well before he continue to kiss her. He is going to make her scream his name and promise she will never say the word divorce ever again. Back at MJ wedding, the couples were asked to dance as a beautiful romantic song began to play at the background. Step away from the wedding tent, maria hold her shoe in her hand as she stand at the front of the ocean feeling the coldness of the water that flow to her feet. Since she married Williams, he has never raise his voice at her not even with that kind of expression and anger he has in his face today and its all because of that devil Damien pick as his wife.

I wanted to make this fake marriage work as much as Damon did. Shouldn't an important detail like her allergies be printed in the files?

After that, Albert brought Jayden and several other men with him as they prepared to bring Turk, Lilian, and Zell’s daughter, Juliet, to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through both the divorce and marriage procedures. Although Draco really wanted to stop this from happening, he knew that he did not have the ability to do so. Therefore, he could only accept this fact reluctantly. Draco could not help but shed two drops of tears when he saw his mother, who was crying desperately, getting dragged into the car by several strong men. Just then, Charlie looked at him before saying lightly, “Both you and Magnolia have not gotten your marriage certificate yet, right?” Draco hurriedly nodded as he re