Novel & Cerita Marriage Resumption

He nods. " Go ahead. " I clear my throat, adjust myself on the chair, and take out the envelope and the notes. " I made some notes on clauses 15, 23, 28, and 30. They need to be modified. " I cut to the chase, and he arches his eyebrows, opening his copy of the contract. " Let's see. Clause 15 states that we'll share the same room. What's wrong with that, Dixon?" " This isn't a real marriage, D’Angelo. So, I don't see why we should sleep in the same room and share the same bed. " He cracks a mischievous smile.

"Don't be ridiculous. Who do you think you are? My wife is Natasha. How could I have ever married you?" His awkward act was almost laughable, but I didn't bother calling him out. Instead, I went along with it. "Back then, you were drunk and out of it. I tricked you into marrying me. So now, I'll just undo it." Natasha's eyes lit up as she grabbed Gavin's sleeve, her voice bubbling with excitement. "Yes! Yes, babe. Divorce her! Then you can finally marry me!" Gavin's brows knitted tightly. It was obvious that he didn't actually want a divorce. Caught between our demands, all he could do was stall.

she quickly added CONTRACT MARRIAGE TERMS & CONDITION 1. Residence: After the marriage ceremony, Party A and Party B shall reside together in a separate bedroom in their respective residences. They shall not share a bedroom or engage in any romantic or intimate activities. 2. Financial Arrangements: Party A and Party B shall maintain separate bank accounts, financial assets, and debts. They shall not combine their finances or make any financial decisions on behalf of the other party without prior written consent. 3. Social Activities: Party A and Party B shall attend social events together and separately with their respective friends and family members. They shall only represent themselves a

Sam said, “Their techniques are like two solid shields, overlapping perfectly. This bureau’s most critical line of defense should hold for at least a year or two.” “Hey, Mr. Johnson, let me gossip for a second. I heard these two used to be married?” Sam nodded. “They were. But they divorced. What a pity.” “Divorced couples can always remarry. The happiness rate of remarriage is much higher than marrying someone new.” “They probably won’t remarry,” Sam said, motioning for everyone to look inside. Donald reached out, as if to hook Angela’s hand, but shrank back just before touching her.

Haley instinctively wanted to struggle, but she heard his deep, hoarse voice above her. "You can understand it as me wanting to have a normal romantic relationship with you, just like any other couple. After all, our marriage was too hasty. I want to give you enough time to adapt and make up for what we missed, without any regrets." Pausing for a moment, Shane hinted, "Of course, if you want to take it 'to the next step' with me, I don't mind." Haley lifted her head in confusion, "Can we still date after getting married?"

It felt hollow, a performance designed to mask something far more sinister. Ryan continued, his voice growing louder, more insistent. "In order to reignite the lost spark of our love, we've come to the decision to open our marriage. We've talked about it, and we both agree that we can go out and 'have fun' with another person besides each other."

he says, “dating back to an old maritime-trade provision from the eighteen-nineties. Multi-party marriage, legally recognized, provided all parties consent and the union is properly filed. It was never repealed — just quietly stopped being used once social convention moved past it. Your grandfather's clause says married. It doesn't say to one person.” • • • Mr. Okafor's office opens at eight. I'm in the waiting room at seven forty, legal pad on my knee, four names written across the top in handwriting that gets progressively less steady the longer I look at it. His assistant offers me coffee I don't drink. I've had enough cold coffee for one lifetime by this point in the week. He waves me in

"Now we're back and everything is the same except we're married." "That's how it works." I unpacked while Adrian ordered food. At six we were sitting on my sofa eating Thai takeout like we'd done dozens of times before. Except now I had a ring on my hand and a marriage certificate filed with the state. "Monday I'm back to surgeries," I said. "Monday I'm back to the office. Chen wants to review the European timeline." "Normal life." "Normal married life." I looked at him. "That's better."

We worked on the funds Chad and his accomplices had embezzled and it was such a relief when everything was retrieved from the account that he’d hid it in and we added it to run the business. “Clear the rest of your schedule for today. We need to go to the office of the Federal Marriage registry.” Mason started as we made our way to his office and I raised my brows at him. I knew he wanted to register our marriage but I didn’t think it was necessary since everyone already knew that we were married. “Is that really necessary, I mean do we need to go there?” I asked as we got to his office and he turned me so I’m facing him properly before claiming my lips with his.

“We’re getting divorced, aren’t we? I’m moving out. “We’ll split the marital assets. I want two of the houses and one of the cars. You can sell me my portion of the company shares in cash. All I want is some of the money, Mr. Felton. Surely you won’t deny me that much? “You may still be running and hiding, but I’ve gotten sick of waiting.” Pearl suddenly ran up to me and fell to her knees. “Wendy, I’m begging you, don’t give up on James! It was all my fault. I admit I fell for him, but I’ve handed in my resignation now. Please forgive me!” She sobbed until her shoulders shook. James helped her to her feet, his eyes full of pain. I watched their charade calmly until someone suddenly punched m