Novel Pernikahan Kontrak Jadi Cinta Novels & Stories

"This is our room," Jun-Sang said as Soo-Yun entered the room. "I want a separate room," Soo-Yun said with a straight face. "Soo-Yun stop your drama." Jun-Sang glared at her, his face showing he was angry but inside he was happy that she was here. "Why? I want my separate room ``'' Everyone out there knows you are my wife- "A contract wife." Soo-Yun added before Jun-Sang finished his sentence, her voice serious as ever. He just stared for a second, thinking about how he ended up like this. "Soo-Yun, it is about my reputation so please don't make this hard for me. The whole company knows we got married." Soo-Yun rolled her eyes. She had never liked to be treated badly, especially by her husba

she asked urging him to go further "The new rules of the contract imply that I can only be qualified for the contract if I'm married and you know what this contract really means to me." "So what are you implying now?" "You know what I'm talking about Jessie." "Aryan, you and I know this can't work out now; it'll ruin my career and you fucking know that… see all I have to say is find your way out of that situation because I aren't getting married now because of one forsaking contract!" she replied harshly, almost screaming her lungs out on the phone.

When he was done typing, he moved towards the printer on his desk and took out two pieces of paper. "Emily Grant, right?" he asked. "Yes sir," she answered timidly. He looked at her and sighed. He held the papers towards her. She moved forward and took them. The paper contained a contract agreement. "What was going to happen to her marriage tomorrow? Well, to hell with it. She would be better off with anyone but Jayden. If she signed this contract, she won't have to apologize to Jayden and her family will not use her to get millions or social status. Moreover, it was just a two year contract and she will be paid a sum of 10 million dollars. This was indeed much better," she thought.

“I’m about to ask you for something crazy, Leilani.” “How crazy?” “Very,” he said. She cocked her head and sized him up from top to bottom, then gave him the go-ahead to speak by nodding. “Marry me, Leilani.” “What?” Of all the crazy things she had heard this year, this was the craziest. And the fact she was thinking about it made her crazier than the man proposing to a total stranger. “We will have rules. There will be a contract.” Eyes widened in shock, she muttered, “You want me to be your wife? A contract wife?”

“Which is why I have come up with a better solution. Instead of a real marriage, why don’t we get into a contract marriage? My loves What do you guys think?

The look in his eye is desperate but he retains his composure otherwise. “ A contract marriage?” I shake my head "I can’t . It doesn’t feel right” It goes against everything I have ever believed and held dear. Before now, the idea of falling in love and getting married was so appealing but past experiences ruined that. Deep down, I still feel the longing for love, for a person to call mine, to be loved despite my flaws. So, how can I completely ignore that and get married on contract? The more I think about it, the more I know that it will never work out.

he announced. Everyone stepped aside leaving just the both of us and with the way the arrangement was going I wished I was getting married to someone I liked. I would be so happy but no it was a fake marriage to someone I had sworn never to have anything to do with and it was funny that we entered a marriage contract, marriages were meant to be for eternity to someone you love ours is for a year and we very much hate each other. Love is only a fantasy and marriage isn't meant for me but still yet here I am following through with the contract.

“Yes! But sex is an action to express your love for your partner, you heard me?! L.O.V.E. LOVE!” “So? Your point is?” Percival just kept on staring at Heart with a nonchalant expression on his face. “We are not married because of love! Our marriage is contractual!” Heart explained with her voice full of frustration. She is so done with this piece of shit's nonsense. “We are still married,” Percival said before he stand up and fixed his suit. Heart sighed in defeat. She asked, “What about the payment? If we have to do that then don't you think the payment should increase?”

Elma's eyes widened in shock as Gael handed her a document. "Yes, a marriage contract. I know it sounds crazy, but hear me out. I need a wife for a business merger to happen. The contract is for two years, and during that time, we'll live together as husband and wife. After that, we'll part ways amicably and you'll be financially set for life." Gael responded. Elma stared at him, her mind racing. "I-I don't know what to say," she stammered. Gael leaned forward, a small smile on his lips. "I think you'll be perfect for the job"

She chuckles, “this is Nek’s house, it’s not really yours since you two are only a contract couple” I chuckle, “we were only a contract couple in the beginning but we fell in love with each other” I say purposely, just to agitate her. “Is that true?” She asks, her gaze flying to Nek. He nods, “it is, our marriage is that of a love marriage now, though it started as a contract marriage” “And even if it was a contract marriage, this house would still be my house as Nek would still be my lawfully wedded husband” I say, not smiling as I turn to face her.