Marriage Of Convenience Novels Novels & Stories

“But is he nice to you? I want to know. You know I care about you.” “No he isn't. They all treat me like a stranger. It's fine. After all, I can't reject the marriage.” I replied, forcing a smile. I don't want to tell her anything about my marriage. Lizzy is the mansion's blabbermouth, though she has a kind heart towards me- she talks a lot. Can't hold a secret. “Do you want to run away? I heard you asking for 50 million from madam?” She asked curiously.

“Kind of killed the party vibe. And besides…” I let the silence draw out, savoring her frustration. “It wasn’t a real wedding anyway. Business deal.” I slipped back into my chair, gripping the armrest until my knuckles went white. “Marriage of convenience. Nothing more. I needed it to secure the seat.” She blinked faster now, scrambling to catch up. “So you married some random girl for the title?” she snapped. “Exactly.” Her face twisted, something ugly and furious clawing at the surface, but she forced it back into a pretty, poisonous smile.

he said quietly. The market moved around them. A pigeon landed near their table, considered the situation, and left. Cara looked down at her coffee cup. "I need you to understand something," she said. "I'm not a woman who does things halfway. If this stops being an arrangement — if it becomes something real — I need it to actually be real. Not convenient. Not useful. Not a version of something that works until it doesn't." "I know," he said. "You can't go back to the corporate statement version of yourself if something gets difficult."

Wendy handled her like a pro, keeping my world spinning without a hitch. However, at the wedding, Ella lost it, crashed the party, and started flinging insults like confetti. "Jim, it all makes sense now. You're so eager to divorce me because you've been fooling around with this homewrecker. How long have you two been sneaking around behind my back?" Wendy slipped her arm through mine, beaming with a smile. "Not everyone gets their kicks from cheating like you do. We've got our principles, you know."

Hell Marriage Chapter 29: Horse ride with Connor Ava's POV The men started their ramblings, then Nicholas came in, I hoped he'd restore, instead it got worse, he supported Connor at first, then Changed sides, they took sides and changed sides, bullying each other, they laughed together and at each other, not that I understand a thing they're saying, I still can't believe my eyes, I've never seen this side of Connor, and honestly the man has many sides, i shooed all of them out of my room hen I felt like I'll eventually run mad, I could hear them laughing in the hall as they move away, still not believing Nicholas and Connor are friends in fact great friends, that Connor could be friends wit

“W..what?” She asked, When he made no signs of saying any other thing to her, she continued. “How can you propose such a thing? Marriage.. It's a very serious thing.” She mumbled. It did not matter if she liked him or not. she had always dreamt of marrying someone whom she was in love with. Someone that she could spend the entire day with, her entire years on this earth with and still love the person no matter what happened. She didn't want to marry someone just because a scandal had broke out.

"Now that is the only thing that put our marriage to asunder. He has the money, he should get a cook." Ema folded his arms as he wondered how much of a problem the contract marriage would turn out to be. Their house would have a chimney, he thought. Arguing morning and night, day in and day out would rent their marital home in flames. The chimney would help with emitting all of the heat. "Since you won't be working, you should try and be a nice little housewife." Ema told her dryly. "A nice little housewife? Seriously?" Lila was waving the fork dangerously now and Ema feared she would pierce her spotless face or even her pretty eyes with it.

I asked, “This isn’t how people getting married. So many marriages fail despite the couple being in love-” “Who said anything about making this work?” He frowned as though I had introduced an entirely foreign issue to our current conversation, which I later realised that I had. “This is a marriage of convenience. When we reach a point where we can’t stand eachother anymore, we take a divorce and go separate ways.” I was well aware of him and how he worked. I knew that he meant every single word he said and that he wouldn’t hesistate before making it all come true.

I questioned, wanting his opinion. “Can’t you live not caring about your grandma’s fortune taking away from her?” he bit back, consuming the coffee. And I smile, showing my teeth. “Fair play. We don’t have any other way than this. What an ill fate!” I commented, and he nodded in agreement. “I had four bargains for this marriage,” I began. “One, I can do what I want as long as it doesn’t ruin our families.” “Fair, so am I,” he said, revealing his drop-gorgeous smile. The pleasures in his countenance, pondering for a second. “That’s a new one, huh.”

“I had only known him a short period of time before we were married. One day he walked into the bar, then another he was telling me he would help me if I married him. He told me he would perform my brother’s surgery and help me financially as well as take care of things. At the time I agreed because I was told my brother didn’t have much time to live.” “So is your marriage a fake marriage?” She genuinely seemed confused. “We are really married, but it wasn’t like we fell in love beforehand. It is more of a marriage of convenience, although we have agreed to try to make the marriage work like a real couple. We live together, spend time together as a couple, and so on.” “It isn’t completely un