My Mom Got A Contract Marriage Novels & Stories

"I went back to the time when I got married to your mother. Do you want to know a secret?" Aria frowned. "What dad?" "It was a contract marriage just like yours. Love and children were never a part of the deal with your mother. But then, she made me fall for him and the rest is history." Aria was stunned. She never knew that her parents had a contract marriage. "But dad, you both love each other." "Very much, but not at the time of our marriage. It was pure business. I want you to have the same love and happiness, I find with your mother, Aria but I know you wouldn't be having it. Not with Lucas at least."

Anna placed down her spatula and gazed at her sister, like she was staring at an alien. “A contract marriage doesn’t mean you can’t love him. It just has terms; a kid before this limit, be his wife for this limit…” she paused, looking at Arya, realizing she overemphasized. “You know, right?” Arya sniffed. “Know what?” she tried to act clueless. “You know our parents' marriage was a contract.” Arya sighed. “Mom was to bear dad a son and make sure the marriage lasts ten years or else she will pay $100,000.”

what at all pushed you into making a decision like this. “It’s a long story.” “Just tell me everything. what really happened” “Remember I told you mom was sick? She had pancreatic cancer and they needed money for surgery?” “I just couldn't get the amount of money anyway I had to find a way to get the money.” “And the only way you could think about was getting into a contract marriage with your boss? a freaking contract marriage! Andrea, you have always dreamt about your own wedding, about having people around with multiple flowers with the man you love and then you ended up in a contract marriage?”

I began, “I know you already know I married David, but there’s… something you don’t know.” She looked at me carefully, her eyes curious. “What is it, Judy?” she asked softly. “It’s a contract marriage,” I said, my voice shaking slightly. “It’s for one year. After that… I don’t know what will happen.” Her face went quiet for a moment. “I see,” she said slowly. “But… you are happy?” I hesitated. “I… I think so, Mom. He is kind. He respects you. And he saved your life. He paid for your hospital bills and medicines. You are healthy now.”

Alicia called wondering what she did. “I signed a contract marriage with a big shot. .he's… "Arrya what did you say.? her mom lift her face and cutting her off. "M.mom I signed a contract marriage."she repeat herself all sweaty at her face and palm. "Arrya what have you done ?" her mom said a little upset. "Mom it was fast and I didnt even think I just signed. I wanted to help us get away from this wreck of life we have mom" she said with tears as she hold her mom hands with pleading eyes.

“Certainly. We're interested in meeting the gentleman who married our daughter, without the usual formalities.” Andrei's eyes narrows slightly, and his voice takes on a measured tone, “Brielle should have told you… Our marriage was a contractual agreement, a sudden development that led to her signing the papers.” What? I didn't sign anything. “Andrei,” Mom says, her expression stern "I'm afraid the deal is off. To be blunt, I don't know how to sugarcoat this, but the contract – whatever its terms is – ending. My primary concern is my daughter's happiness, and I won't see her bound by any agreement that doesn't serve her well.”

she says. “What you're about to hear from me isn’t easy, but I'm doing it solely for my son. I need you to be my wife, and we need to get married as soon as possible. Everything will be stipulated in a written contract between us, and I don't need to say that confidentiality will be of the utmost importance,” he says quickly, and she can only widen her eyes in shock. Emily was completely taken aback by this request; he spoke as if it were completely normal what he had just said.

"Do you understand why you're here?" "No, actually. Your officers mentioned fraud and coercion, but I haven't done anything illegal." "That remains to be seen." She pulled out a document, my marriage contract. "Explain this." My stomach churned. "It's a marriage contract. Where did you get that?" "Answer the question, please." "It's exactly what it looks like. Alexander and I entered into a contractual marriage arrangement." "For money." "Yes. Three million dollars over two years, plus medical expenses for my mother."

"Thirty days. We’ll use one of your beach hotels for the ceremony. We’ll send out save the dates." I want to scream. I don’t want to marry her. Not now, not ever. But I feel that familiar tightening in my chest. The excitement for the baby that I never asked for. The new life I have to bring into this fucking circus. I look at my mom. She’s not smiling. She knows. She’s known all along. She sees this for what it is. A contract. A deal. A chain around my fucking neck.

"Right, Yana? There's a reason you're married to Luis on a contract, isn't it?" "They're in a contract marriage?" My mom's voice comes from the other side. My body goes rigid.