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Unfortunately, she had kept her face tense, as if she was dissatisfied with the engagement. I was afraid she would refuse it. So I immediately prepared a divorce agreement set three years later. I told her that both families had decided on the marriage. Even if she wasn’t satisfied, she had to accept it for now. After three years, we would separate. That was why I handed it to her in advance. Nevertheless, I played a small trick. I deliberately made the safe damp, blurring the text on the agreement. Three years later, she would still be mine. Elena said she wanted to treat me to dinner. I deliberately chose the same restaurant Clara had mentioned yesterday, planning to pack her favorite dish

“It's better than actually getting married, right?” A contract? He's suppose to get married using a contract? “How did you say it works again?” Michael let out a sigh “it's simple, you and your chosen lady sign the contract that states that the marriage lasts for only 6 months. During that time, you should be able to get the company and right after, it dissolves" “A contract means money, Michael. This contract says 5 million dollars. I'm not giving my money to any lady” he made it clear

Yet somehow, he was angry again, accusing me of failing in my duties as a wife. No matter what I chose, it was never what John wanted. I shoved him away hard, forcing distance between us, then looked at him coldly. "John, we made things very clear before this marriage. Other than necessary public occasions, we stay out of each other's private lives. If I hadn't been worried about the media stirring up trouble and affecting the partnership yesterday, I wouldn't even have stayed. "And honestly, this marriage is nothing more than a business deal. Once the cooperation between the Dyke and West families ends, we'll get divorced anyway. So stop talking like I'm pushing you toward someone else. Aft

He didn't want that. “We’re going to be married soon. Don’t you think we should try and see how much sexual compatibility there is between us?” she argued, blinking back tears, not understanding how he could refuse her so quickly. “Marissa, this is a contract marriage. Even though we have to perform the act of sex with each other, it doesn’t mean that we’ll be anything more than civil. You don’t have to go to such extreme lengths either. Until the wedding, I’m not going to…” he trailed off at the look in her eyes.

“Read the contract, and sign it if you're fine with all the clauses,” I blinked, staring at him, confused. What contract? My eyes flicked back to the paper as I picked it up. I stiffened. ‘Marriage Contract’ was written boldly at the top of the paper. My eyes wandered round the paper. No sex. No strings attached. No meddling in each other's affairs. No third party. Appear publicly as his wife, but never tell people about us. Then my eyes stilled on it… The number of years we'll be married for. Three years.

She cut in sharply. “Yes, that’s why we are going over the terms now. I understand that your families arranged your marriage so you two could be together. But in reality, between the two of you, it is just a contract marriage, one with a fixed term and conditions.” I saw her stiffen, her jaw going tight. She looked at me, then back to Jared. “I don’t understand what you mean. What contract?” She asked. “That’s what Mark wants. Since you two don’t want each other and only agreeing because of your families, I think it’s just wise that you get it binded in a contract. This will benefit you the most so you have nothing to fear.” Jared continued.

"A contract marriage between the both of us” “A contract marriage? Like a marriage only on papers?” She asked, still confused. “Yeah! A marriage only on papers. To the world we are happily married but between us, it's only a business deal” I explained, and watched her calm down immediately. “Alright! For how long? Months or years? I mean the possibly contract?” “It is for six months only!” “Six months?" She asked totally surprised. "Yeah, just six months of us pretending to be married and then we can terminate the contract between us.

Written in capital letters and bold. 'CONTRACT MARRIAGE AGREEMENT' Aslena was of course shocked. What does contract marriage mean?!

He explained. "I don't understand, our wedding is a contract, it's not like it's an actual wedding where you are tied to me forever, this wedding is just my ticket out of my parent's house for the last year of my life," I reminded him. "This isn't about that, I know it's a contract but I should have been informed about the wedding date," He said.

I say, nervously biting my lips. “A contract marriage?” He says, I nod, “yes, a contract marriage between the two of us”. He smiles, “I understand what you’re trying to say, but why do you think I need to get into a contract marriage and if I did, why will it be with you?” He asks.