Menikahi Pembantuku Novels & Stories

“The pianist. The one with no family, no money, no…” “What is in the bottle, Mother?” My grip tightens around the bottle. She sets down her cup, her eyes meet mine, cold and unblinking. “Birth control. Someone had to protect you from your own stupidity.” The words land like a slap. “You lied to me?” “I've been protecting you. Sophia is the one you should have married. She has connections, money and a future. That girl you dragged to the altar has nothing.” “It's none of your business who I marry,” I reminded her, trying not to lose control.

"What? I just clawed my way out of a hellish marriage, and you want me to jump into another one for revenge?" Marco explained, "This isn't just revenge. It's a statement. It's telling everyone, especially Stefano, that you're not just okay. You're stronger, happier, and you married his biggest rival." He took a step toward me, his gaze warm. "You're not some pawn people get to push around in this game. You're the queen. And I promise, the moment you decide the goal's met or you want out, we're done. No strings attached."

His voice became quieter. “But ours could be.” I studied him. A marriage between Sebastian and me was insane. Completely, spectacularly insane. But then again, everything about my life had become insane recently. I had been abandoned at the altar. I had disappeared for a month. I had returned to work determined to rebuild my life. And now my greatest academic and professional rival was sitting across from me proposing marriage like he was suggesting we sign a business contract. Maybe this was exactly the kind of ridiculous decision I needed.

"Spending his wife's money, sleeping with his wife's husband, and then trying to take his wife's life -- she deserves everything she gets!" Enraged internet users doxxed her and tracked down the cheap basement apartment where she was hiding. Lily stared at the screen, flooded with a wall of blood-red "DROP DEAD" comments. Outside her door, the pounding and the screaming never stopped. She clamped her hands over her ears in terror, let out one hopeless shriek, and smashed her phone screen with her trembling fists.

"Yes." "So he still controls us." I heard my own voice and it didn't sound like mine. "He still holds the terms. He still owns our marriage. He still owns us." "Yes." I closed my eyes. The contract was supposed to fix everything. It was supposed to save my mother, protect my siblings, buy us a future. Instead it had swallowed us whole. It had made us prisoners in a house we never wanted, married us to each other when we were supposed to be enemies, and handed Karem a leash he'd been pulling on since the day we signed.

Protesku "Nasi sudah jadi bubur, Ra. Pernikahanmu tinggal menunggu hari." "Dan Dokter Fikri juga akan menikah dengan perempuan itu, kan?" "Kamu tahu, Ra, siapa Rara itu? Dia saudara sepupuku yang sengaja kuajak bermain sandiwara karena aku tidak mau terlihat kalah di depanmu dan Dokter Rasyid." Aku tersentak, dunia seperti berubah gelap.

I picked it up and held it tight, the glass cool against my skin. Everything I thought I knew, everything I worked for, shattered in one night. And I had no idea how to put myself back together. Or if I even wanted to. The night stretched on, quietly except for my own ragged breathing. Diana's building loomed ahead, but I could not make myself get out yet. Not until I figured out how to say the words out loud. My sister. My fiancé. Three days before the wedding. How do you even start over from that?

Cain roughly flung her hand away. "I was always meant to marry Mary. You're nothing but an imposter. Since you're not Mary, our marriage is null and void." The so-called Mrs. Bassett clung to his sleeve, shaking it like a drowning woman grasping a log. "Honey, you promised to take care of me forever! Have you forgotten?" Cain's response was a swift and merciless slap. "Shameless! When did I ever make such a promise to you?"

Audrey argued agitatedly, "We never got our marriage license, and I never agreed to the union in the first place! I wasn't even of legal age!" The young man with the limp growled, "I took you back to my place and that makes you my wife! You are bound to me forever!" Audrey's voice cracked. "I didn't agree to it. I fought but no one came to my rescue. You didn't marry me; you raped me!"

Matteo saw the crowd around. He noticed the pool of blood oozing from between my legs. He panicked and tried to approach me to help me up. Tia grabbed hold of his arm. "What was happening?! Why were you planning a wedding with her? She seduced you and you got confused, isn't it?" The crowd surrounded him and started piping, "Sir, have you any idea how brazen that homewrecker was to have attacked your wife?!"