Novel Pernikahan Kontrak Jadi Cinta Novels & Stories

The man leaned back on his chair and put a file before her. "Read it." It was a Contract marriage agreement. The dude was really serious about the wife part. But she wasn't that crazy yet. They show in movies, contract marriage then bam, fall in love, bam villains enter, then there is a separation and sometimes a kid, then a happy ending. That was it all because it was movies. And in real life, no way there could be a happy ending. She felt it would be foolish to waste time reading this agreement when she could try getting a job and getting paid for sure.

' "I can read clearly and that's the more reason why I'm not going to sign this crap. Why would I want to get married to you" I said as I flung the documents on the table. "You were already informed before time, sign the papers and stop wasting both our time. 'Waaa I'm so tempted to hit this crazy guy right on the nose. He is the worst when it comes to words'. "I didn't know I was coming to get married, I thought my job was to babysit". Unable to stand the conversation, he stood up, took his phone, and left the study. Soon after he came back with another good-looking man.

They both came up with an agreement: they'd pretend to be in love in front of others while being free to secretly be with other people intimately. The contract was for 3 years, and it stated: 1. No intimacy except with others. 2. Confidentiality. 3. They must move in together when married. 4. They must act in love when they are with his parents. When Celine went through the contract, she was satisfied with it, and both of them signed it. Christopher drove them both to the courthouse, as he had a judge waiting for them. The marriage process did not take long; they became legally married that same morning.

“What kind of job are we talking about?” “A contract marriage,” Emma said. Sonia blinked, then laughed nervously, thinking her friend was joking. But when she saw Emma’s serious expression, the smile faded. For sure her friend was serious. “Wait. What? A contract marriage? Like in those drama series?” Emma nodded. “Yes. Apparently, there’s this wealthy guy who needs a wife. And guess what?” Emma asked, watching Sonia adjust herself properly on the couch. “Wait, there’s more?” Sonia asked; her eyes widened; the whole story was getting interesting.

This is a new beginning for you and your husband" She said, playing with my chin, while I only fake a smile. What did Mira know? She had no idea that my marriage was a loveless arrangement, a contract that explicitly excluded pregnancy. And now, I was carrying a child, violating the terms of our agreement. I had no idea what the consequences of breaking the contract would be, but I knew they wouldn't be good. My mind raced with fear and uncertainty, wondering what lay ahead.

the man asked, and she nodded. "This is a one-year contract for marriage between you and Mr. Declan Rowe. During the contractual period, you'll be recognised as his wife. You, as well as your child, will be required to cohabit with him for the duration of the contract. You will be required to attend formal events together and show up as a couple in love.

“Unless it’s a miracle lottery win, I don’t think anything can fix this.” Emma leaned forward, voice dropping. “There’s this new government program called the One-Year Marriage Incentive Scheme. Couples who sign a legal one-year marriage contract and live together get a huge one-time payment — enough to cover major medical bills and clear heavy debts. After twelve months, you can walk away free.” Abby froze. “Marry a stranger for money?”

By page twenty-four, she looked angry. “Absolutely not.” “Maya.” “No. This is not a contract. This is a trap with letterhead.” “It’s standard for clients at this level.” “Standard for people who expect to ruin lives and pay invoices afterward.” Lena rubbed her forehead. “It’s one wedding.” “No, it’s not. You said it yourself. This is a merger wearing a veil.” That was the problem. Maya was right.