My Mom Got A Contract Marriage นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.”

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.

"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."

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.

What the hell is he talking about? " I've said it before, I intend to visit my mother, see my friends, and work too." " Work, no freaking way!" " That's sexist of you!" " So be it, my wife won't work! " He takes a deep breath. " Look, you can go out, okay? Visit your mother and see your friends, as long as my security accompanies you. However, once you sign this contract, some places will be off-limits for you. " I audibly huff.

“I work under an agency. I’m just doing my job.” Her tone was cold, detached. She knew he’d have questions. And she was ready to answer them because she knew how these contract marriages worked all too well. George scoffed. “And this is what your company does? Marries people off without their consent?” “She didn’t ask for much. Just presence. Discretion. Patience.” He let out a bitter laugh. “She asked you to live in my house and pretend to be my wife.” “She asked me to protect the image of your marriage. And to give you the privilege to explore.”

"Tell me more about this contract marriage. How did you even get your hands on their agreement?" Estella smirked, taking her time as she adjusted the straps of her designer purse. "I have my ways. Let's just say I know people who know things." Laura narrowed her eyes. "And you’re sure it's real?" Estella pulled out her phone and scrolled through her gallery before turning the screen toward Laura. A picture of a contract filled the screen, the words "Marriage Agreement" standing out in bold letters. The names Isabelle Rivers and Liam Anderson were clearly printed at the bottom, along with signatures.

“If you agree to this, I’ll pay your brother’s medical bills and pay you five hundred thousand dollars.” I froze, my fist clenching as the urge to punch his pretty face took over. I but down hard on my tongue as reason came forth, I couldn't add a lawsuit to my problems. “And you can forget about the lawsuit on your father,” he added as he handed a paper over to me. It was a contract. You mustn’t tell anyone about this agreement You can’t leave the place where I’ll provide for you during the period of pregnancy After nine months you have no right to claim the baby or whatsoever