Obligations And Contracts の小説・ストーリー

“You must get pregnant for Brian and give him a child before the end of this contract marriage else you stand to refund the half a million dollars with interest. Am I understood?” I summoned the courage to protest, “But father-in-law, it is not my obligation to get pregnant in this marriage…” He interposed, “No Melissa, you are wrong! It is stated in the rules and obligations of this contract marriage. I suggest you return to your chamber and read through the document…” I broke down in silent tears, gaping and staring at them.

she added. A muscle ticked in his jaw. He took a slow sip of his coffee, his eyes never leaving her. “What were the ‘prior obligations’ that required such an immediate and substantial advance?” The question was a trap. She could feel it. She kept her expression neutral, her hands steady around her warm cup."not that it's of any need for you to know.." she hesitated thinking of what to say next “The same obligations that led me to sign your contract in the first place. Debts.” she said, her voice calm and steady as she spoke ignoring the rapid hammering of her heart against her chest.

he gave me a knowing smirk. “You had no right to hold on to my stuff. That’s my personal effect right there.” I cried out in frustration. “You forget that you belong to me now, so does whatever you have.” He hissed and finally stood in front of me. “There was no clause indicating you could take my documents, my stuff, or anything I had.” I shot back. “Hmm,” He nodded. “The contract also said you are under obligation to me, and if I take any item of yours, you are obligated to release it to me for as long as the contract stays,” He answered as a slow smile curved his lips.

"Yeah but I don't blame him considering the fact his fiancee died five years ago. It turned him into a beast. So what was your reply?" "Not interested." She replied nonchalantly. "But you need the money." Elena stated as a matter of fact. "And I don't want to get married, not a fan of commitment." "It's a contract marriage and you'll get paid. You can set your rules too since you don't want to get involved." Elena tried to reason with her. She shook her head, marriage was out of the option even if it is a contract marriage. "I'll get another job." "Will it pay as the one Dario offered?"

Was all I could manage to say, I was too astonished to process what I just heard. In a flash, I ransacked my mind to remember the details written in the contract I had signed with Gunther. Took me a few seconds to visualize the exact clauses I needed to remember, but I successfully recalled them after some time. 'Party A will sponsor and pay everything for the surgery of Party B's mother, including the expenses of her postoperative and all needed time she will be spending to recover.' 'In return, Party B is obliged to marry Party A and will act as his loving wife in front of Party A's parents, cousins, the legal attorney of Party A's grandmother, and everyone outside Party A's abode.'

As if on cue my eyes landed first on the second condition stated. ( Condition # 2: Party A must oblige to fulfill her duty and responsibility as a wife of Party B considering all the needs and concerns of Party B. ) "What is this?"

A surrender. My eyes moved from Mikel’s face, earnest and waiting, down to the contract laid out on the coffee table. The words blurred together into a sea of legal terms, but a few phrases stood out like buoys in a storm: six-month duration, financial provision, mutual discretion, no emotional obligations. No emotional obligations.

“Get in line, Prince!” Ruben growled again at that comment. “Calm down, Ruben…” He heard Kat murmur behind him. “How can I remove the contract that binds her to Mr McGowen?” Ruben asked grimly. “You cannot remove a contract…only fulfil it.” Boglan said with a twisted grin. “Fulfil it?” Ruben repeated. “Once it is fulfilled the contract is done and so voided.” Ruben frowned a moment then looked back up. “What’s the final outcome of Mr McGowen’s contract?”

For effect. "Elizabeth Watson, do you take Cole Winston to be your lawfully wedded wife? To love and to hold, to cherish and to protect, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?" I nearly shook my head. Apart from 'lawfully wedded wife' and the riches part, nothing else held any weight. I was about to defy my beliefs and enter a contract marriage for money. My value and freedom bought by money and fame, sure to end in separation. I felt my spirits dampen.

I heard the sound of paper flipping as I watched Justin scan through the contract. “I knew that you would attract many clients but I didn’t think that it’ll be this fast” Justin said, sounding impressed. “That’s unexpected…” I said honestly. “I gotta say, from my years of experience, I have never seen a condition quite like this one on a contract before…” Justin said with interest. “What does it say?” I asked curiously. Justin turned the contract paper my way before sliding it across the table towards me. I raised my eyebrows as I picked up the contract paper with the terms and requests from the client. All information had to be reviewed and agreed upon by both parties before we could start