My Mom Got A Contract Marriage Novels & Stories

Emily was starting to lose hope when she received an email from a woman named Melissa. Melissa was a single mother who was struggling to make ends meet. She had recently lost her job and was facing eviction from her apartment. She was desperate for money and was willing to consider the contract marriage proposal. Emily arranged for Melissa to meet with Ethan, and they hit it off immediately. Ethan was a charming and handsome man who made Melissa feel comfortable and at ease. They discussed the terms of the contract, and Melissa agreed to the proposal. Emily felt relieved that she had found a suitable candidate, but she couldn't help feeling guilty about what she had done.

There was a hinted smirk dancing on his lips as he stared at me, like he had won before whatever game that was being played ever started. I walked closer, disturbed by the silence, and snatched the papers from her hands, and what I beheld made my jaw drop. I thought this whole contract marriage thing only happened in movies and books on Goodnovel, so what the hell was it doing in my life? I looked away from it, releasing a slow and shaky breath as I stepped closer to her. “Mom? What is this?” Her toes curled. “Just something to strengthen the marriage bond. It’s nothing serious.”

"Well, who's going to tell her? You, or me? Or the dumb girl I married?" "Dumb? Bro, you don't even like this girl!" He hissed, his expression turning disapproving. I smirked, an evil grin spreading across my my face. "That's the point, cousin. I'm not supposed to like any girl. That's why this contract marriage is important to me. We all know what my Mom is capable of doing. She's already threatened to find me a girl I know nothing about. I need to be one step ahead of her."

Yes, this was the Kayden she knew, the one who didn’t care about people’s feelings; she felt tears pool out in her eyes. “I regret it,” she confessed and his eyes snapped in her direction. “I regret getting married to you.” “On the brighter side, your mom is getting proper treatment and health care services,” His voice came back troubling her. “Shouldn’t you worship me? I mean, how would you have paid for those bills? They were just so much; you wouldn’t get enough money even if you decided to traffic your organs.” She drinks some water, the little appetite that she had was now nowhere to be found.

I woke up the next day at an hospital, and the nurses told me that my mother was dead and my father was locked up in prison. The shocking news of my mother's death not only altered the course of my life but also took a toll on Grandpa's health. Since that fateful incident, grandpa had been residing at our family's private hospital, and his relentless desire for me to settle down remained a source of ongoing tension between us. That day was also the day I stopped believing in love and marriage. That day was the day I vowed never to get married nor fall in love. Juggling the responsibilities of running a big company and dealing with what my grandpa wanted wasn't easy. Even though I had proven

Why do I keep doing this to myself? "The marriage wasn't fake, Hailey," he says, exasperation dripping from his tone. But I don't give a flying fuck about how frustrated he is right now. He caused it. "My lawyer messed up the deal. Instead of us signing a fake agreement, we actually got legally married by contract," he hesitates, like he's preparing himself to deliver more bad news. "For one year." Ah ha. I knew there had to be more. On Monday, we met at Levi's attorney's office to sign what was supposed to be a fake marriage contract, because Levi insisted that my parents might want proof that we're really married.

He was still looking carefully at the photo. "I still don't get it. You were only married by contract, and I'm sure your mother did this because she didn't approve of your marriage. Shouldn't you be happy when she asks for a divorce? Especially since you can replace her with a famous model. What's got you down?"

More than twenty minutes later, Butler Beck came out of the study, holding a contract in his hand, and placed it on the table. “Lady Ella! I think you are a smart person, the contract clearly states that the young master's assets during the two years of marriage can be used at will, you can also use the young master's money to invest in business, when the contract expires, the profits from the investment and business will all belong to you, the young master will not touch and..." Butler Beck carefully read through all the terms of the contract, but one condition in the contract made the butler nervously look at Eugu with hesitation.

Jasmine gazed at him dumbstruck. How could he ask them to get a contract marriage of three good years? "Tristan, I can't have a contract marriage with you," Jasmine uttered after a while of silence between them. "And why can't you, Jasmine? I won't go back on my words if you don't find me worthy of you." Tristan said trying to make her succumb to his offer. "It's not all about you, Tristan! What about your family? Your Mother, she doesn't seem to like me. She called me a gold digger, Tristan." Jasmine Uttered as this was bothering her.

I laugh sarcastically. "You're not going to believe this, but my mom left a demand in her will. Can you believe she demanded a marriage with love and all the frills possible?" "Holy shit!" she grumbles and pulls up a chair to sit down. "What was she thinking?" "She wants to punish me, simply to impose her will on me. Something she hasn't managed to do over the years while she was alive." "And now?" I shrug. "The bloody inheritance will be kept in a safe until I produce a fucking marriage certificate."