Matrimonio Por Conveniencia Novels & Stories

He disliked people who were clumsy. ~ Soo-Yun and Jun-Sang sat across from each other, discussing their unexpected wedding, which their mothers had requested. Jun-Sang shifted his gaze to Soo-Yun, who was constantly looking down at her hands, heaved a deep breath, and leaned in close. I know you don't want to marry me, and I don't want to marry you either, so I made a deal. Okay? " "We can easily divorce under this contract." He looked at Soo-Yun and waited for her to say something, but she was lost in her thoughts.

"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.

I raised a brow at this, "a marriage contract." "What?" "Look, my grandfather wants you to get married to me, it would take down the scandals and everything else. Now, I don't want to get married to you so the contract states that the marriage would last for 3 years and we would get a divorce-" I interrupted. "Wait, you can't expect me to just get married to you, I just met you and I want no business with you." "Don't interrupt me when I'm speaking. Trust me, I feel the same way but when dealing with someone like my grandfather you've not got a choice, it's either this or you deal with the press."

I turned to my father, who had been silent since our arrival. He sighed heavily, "That's not the only issue; you'll be marrying a man old enough to be your uncle," he grasped my hands, his expression grave as he met my gaze, "But desperate times call for desperate measures, Zara. This marriage is our only option to avoid bankruptcy and homelessness." Tears began streaming down my cheeks as the weight of the situation sunk in. "But why me?" I protested softly. "What about Lena? She's older; she could handle this much better than me."

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.

His grandfather's tone was authoritive, but also laced with a hint of sadness. "I'll make you a deal. Find someone. Anyone but her, and the position is yours," his grandfather had said. James had argued, but ultimately agreed and I knew what I had to do. It was supposed to be simple; I offered to marry James so that he gets what he wants, and in return, I get him. But his stipulation was that I offer my services to his one true love, Marina. The other woman. We wedded in a massive ceremony fit for a Queen, though it was far from personal. My mother handpicked everything, all the way down to my dress. Which was hideous. Nothing was how I would have liked it to be, but I didn’t dare object.

my father-in-law continued with his absurd proposal. “But, sir, a decision like this involves our personal lives,” I spoke, my voice steady, hiding the tremor I felt on the inside. “As you know, the marriage between Charles and I was arranged. We haven’t even developed a true consensual marriage relationship yet, and you suggest we produce an heir?”

“He needs to be married for his inheritance. I need a visa to stay in the country. He suggested we get married to solve both problems.” Mrs. Mary was quiet for a long moment. A pigeon landed near her feet and she shooed it away absently. “A marriage of convenience,” she said finally. “Like in the old days.” “It’s fraud.” “Is it? You’d be legally married. You’d live together, yes?” “He has a penthouse with four bedrooms. We’d have separate rooms.” “Ah.” Mrs. Mary smiled slightly. “Separate rooms. Very proper. Very sensible.” She paused. “Very lonely.”

'' I asked everyone. Papa said ''They are in hurry so we will get you guys married tomorrow. We will just announce that you are getting married and we will have reception in weeks time.'' I am not happy with this at all. I don't even know this person how can I get married? What is even her name. What should I do? I have already given my consent to this marriage so now there is no blackout. If I get married after month or tomorrow there isn't any difference. I just nodded and went to my room. I called Saurya and Veer on conference call.

I wonder if his limping was caused by his old age. "I can't divulge to you the whole reason for the abruptness of this change. But it is for our own good. "Honestly,"—he glanced at me quietly at my stand— "I want this marriage I made settled for the sake of Elise and the debt of the family she had. I am asking you for a favor, Miss Verdan." My heart skipped a beat. What kind of favor is that? "What favor, sir?" I asked, sounding polite and hiding the nervousness in my voice. I glanced at him, seeing the seriousness of his expression.