My Contract Wife 소설 & 이야기

“Anong klaseng kontrata?” “Ang kasinungalingang sinabi ko, gagawin nating totoo. Sa loob ng isang taon, ikaw ay magiging “Mrs. Strathmore”. Pagkatapos n’on, maghihiwalay tayo nang maayos,” paliwanag nito.

Noon pa man, walang pakialam si Natasha sa mga babae sa paligid niya—hanggang ngayon. “I’m just wondering. It’s been five months since your new fiancée arrived. Usually, your fiancées don’t last this long… remember, your last fiancée only lasted for two weeks,” wika ng kanyang kapatid, may bahid ng panunukso sa kanyang boses, pero halatang may sinusubaybayan ito.

“Bakit may seremonyas pa po, Sir? Akala ko okay na ‘yong kontrata natin?” Nagsalubong ang kilay nito. "One of the terms in the contract is that you will marry me legally, today. That way, I’ll know you won’t back out. I need a real wedding, with real evidence to show my father. You signed, so now you follow.” Binuksan nito ang drawer at kinuha ang isang brown envelope. “Take this.” “Ano po ito, Sir?” tanong niya, halatang nagtataka.

Gianna Castillo never imagined her life could be turned upside down by one man. Cold, dominant, and dangerously handsome, Anthony Sinclair is the CEO who turns her every workday into a nightmare. One day, Anthony shocks her by offering a contract marriage to stop his mother's interference, promising a salary increase in return. Gianna immediately refuses, unwilling to marry the man who made her life miserable. But everything changes when Gianna discovers her mother is secretly battling cancer. Desperate to save her, Gianna swallows her pride and accepts Anthony’s offer. Their public marriage shocks everyone and places Gianna under ruthless judgment, scrutiny, and whispe

“I don’t want you thinking na may aasahan kang something more. Strictly professional. Strictly no touching unless needed for the cameras.” Kumirot ang pride ni Zabeth pero tinanggap niya iyon. Mas okay nga iyon para sa kanya. Ayaw niya ring mahawakan siya nito. “Pangatlo,” dagdag ni Claudio, mas naging seryoso ang boses. “Ang kontrata na ito ay tatagal lang hanggang sa makuha at maipatupad natin ang Global Project. Once the deal is sealed and secured… we get divorced. Agad. Walang tanong-tanong.”

sabi niya habang may kinukuha mula sa kaniyang suit jacket. Isang selyadong envelope ang inilapag niya sa mesa ko. ‘ Ano yan?! Mana ba 'yan?! ’ “I already prepared the contract extension this morning. A one-year fake marriage contract.” Napakunot ang noo ko. “Contract?” “Isang taon lang, Maya. You will act as my wife in public and a mother to Tala. In return, I will buy out the apartment building you are staying in and transfer the title under your name. At higit sa lahat...”

“Whatever, Maureen. My mom called me earlier; they're staying at our mansion for 3 days, so behave.” “Behave? Ano ako, aso? Tsk, at Isa pa, ikaw kamo ang mag-behave, snob ka pa naman pag nasa bahay tayo,” nakabusangot kong sagot, matunog naman siyang ngumisi na ikinataas ko ng kilay. “Of course, we're just contract married, Maureen… What do you expect? Be clingy to you? Hell nah.” Nakaramdam naman ako ng pagkapahiya sa sarili at lalong lalo na sa kanya. Ilang beses niya pa bang uulit-ulitin na kontrata lang ang kasal namin? Tsk, Maureen. Get a grip!

"You fucking insulting not only my house but also my reputation as a man-" "We're only husband and wife in the contract. Only in the papers. Bakit parang sobra-sobra kana yata? Hindi ko naman pinapabayaan ang trabaho ko bilang asawa mo. I did not neglecting the role of being your wife while your mother is here-"

"She just kisses you in front of me. Siguro naman ay karapatan kong malaman, 'di ba? I'm still your wife even though we had the contract." "Why do you keep including the contract everytime we had a conversation like this?" Hindi ako sumagot. Bakit nga ba? "Why don't you just forget about it?" "This contract will just end after 3 years." I stated the words written before our signatures in the contract. "Nakalimutan mo na ba? Ikaw mismo ang gumawa, 'di ba?" Kabisado ko lahat ng nakasulat sa kontrata. Bawat salita, alam ko. Bawat kondisyon, bawat dapat at hindi dapat gawin, memoryado ko.

“You’re my wife.” “I’m your contract wife.” Mas lalo akong napahagulhol. Akala ko wala siyang pakialam—na abala lang siya sa kompanya at wala nang oras para sa akin. Hindi ko alam na ang lahat ng iyon… para pala sa akin. Para pasayahin ako.