Marriage With A Liar Novels & Stories

"What kind of married man doesn't wear a wedding ring?" "What are you talking about? I'm not married," he replies in a flat tone. "Yes, you are! Your email said so, you despicable liar." "What?" He moves to his laptop and probably opens his g***l app. His face instantly pales as he rubs his beard. "I typed wife... that's a mistake. We got divorced from an unhappy marriage six months ago." "Do I believe that?" "Why would I lie?" I touched my chin, pretending to think. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe.. so you can get an easy fuck out of me!"

“Why is it so difficult to believe in your husband’s love?” Lia’s question paralyzed me. She stared at me, waiting for an explanation, but I couldn’t tell her the truth. I lay back down and turned my back to her, intending to end the subject once and for all. “You wouldn’t understand.” “That your marriage was a contract?” I jumped out of bed again, sitting in front of her. “Mr. Gregory told me.” “What?” That was unbelievable. “What exactly did he tell you? I’m sure it wasn’t the whole truth.”

When I pulled them out, my eyes widened in shock. It was a Certificate of No Marriage. My CENOMAR. I had been single all along. “W-What is this?” “That bastard never registered your marriage, Lorribel.” It felt like the sky and earth had crashed down on me. I had been married to him for a whole year. For a whole year, I served him like a devoted wife. I even went to a sex club just to learn how to be better for him. And it was all a lie?

Instead, we understood more deeply: Privacy security is important; The law is the most reliable protection; Trust and communication are more important than anything in marriage; Real life never needs inappropriate subtext or messy drama. Decency, steadiness, and peace are the greatest happiness. Occasionally, when I see the long-handled grabber by the bed, I remember that afternoon I was stuck under the bed. I originally only wanted to retrieve a small anniversary gift, but in the end, I unexpectedly found the most precious things in marriage: unreserved trust, the courage to face together, and plain stability. No inappropriate implications, no suggestive subtext, no messy drama—only an ordi

"They are completely different scenarios. If it's just money, the risk of you falling into another trap is very high, and no matter what you say, it won't convince the jury to trust you. However, if we have money and add a marriage, I believe everything will work out smoothly." "Are you saying that?" Ethan seemed to grasp some wisdom and secretly admire Liam's genius mind. "That's right. This is mutually beneficial cooperation," Liam emphasized. "Do you understand what I'm saying, Ethan?" "I understand," Ethan admitted. He wasn't foolish enough to miss the intentions and purposes behind Liam's actions. "But Liam, is there really no other solution than the idea you just said? Why don't you fi

“I noticed your countenance towards me since the day you got here. I want to assure you that I and your husband do not share that kind of history. Mr. Romano might be… closed off, but he wouldn’t be that cruel to put his wife in the same environment with someone he’s shared a past with.” Oh, but I think he would. What Chiara doesn’t know is that this marriage is built on the foundation of lies. We’re not actually in love, and it doesn’t take two heads to figure out that my presence irritates him. He’s a man with mafia blood after all, I didn’t expect any less, but it still hurts. I nod my head at Chiara, and I want to let her know that I appreciate her setting things straight, even though it

"Don't mention that again! I told you clearly: I married you to secure the alliance with your father. It was a debt of honor! I gave you the title of 'Mrs.' to keep you fed and safe." "But my true wife... I only recognize Elena." He closed his eyes heavily, his tone grave. "As for the child... I only agreed because you were afraid of being lonely in your old age. That was part of the transaction." Panic seized him as he thought Elena might have misunderstood. Sophia, however, wouldn't let it go. "You've been hiding it from her. But when this blows up—and it will—and they find out you have two wives? Do you think The Commission will let that slide? Do you think the other Families won't laugh

But here we are, further apart than ever. Kim has been worried sick about me and she keeps asking me if all is well with me and Liam. How am I supposed to tell her that my husband, the man I love, can't stand the sight of me and is counting down the days until I'm gone? How do I tell her it was just a business arrangement from the start, a fake marriage to secure his family's empire but my heart didn't get the memo? Where do I even begin? I have literally no one to talk to about this.

I got home and sank onto the living room couch, still too wired to settle down. Mom and Dad read it on my face and came over, worried. I took a deep breath and told them, "Mom, Dad, I'm married." The room went dead quiet. Mom's eyes went wide, like she couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What did you just say? Sylvie, you got married? You just got divorced!" "It's part of my revenge plan. It's just a deal. If it doesn't work, we can end the marriage anytime," I said, then explained the whole thing.

The marriage I thought I had, the man I thought I loved—it had all been a lie from the very beginning. That grand wedding, that marriage certificate… all of it was not real. And I, like a fool, had believed it.