Quotes Of Fake Relationship นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Jessica, do you even hear how ridiculous this sounds?” She ignored him, flipping open her folder and pacing the room like a professor giving a lecture. “You see, when people fake a relationship,there’s always this tension before the first kiss. They freeze up.They second-guess. ‘Where do I put my hands? Which side should I tilt my head? Do I close my eyes?’” She mimed the motions as she spoke, gesturing loosely, her voice annoyingly calm.Lena sank back in her chair, crossing her legs and folding her arms.She just wanted desperately to crawl into a hole and die.

I nodded slowly. But the warmth from earlier—the snuggles, the flirting, the soft “I do”—was already dissolving under the chill of that single text. Whoever “E” was… they’d just made this fake relationship very, very real.

Inside was a dream; tall walls, open space, windows so big you could see everything yet nothing at all. The isolation of the property both excited and scared me, and the longer I walked around holding Armani’s hand, the more I began to feel a little hopeful again. My concerns over the last day felt silly — presumptuous. Though a part of my brain was still very aware that this could turn sour very quickly, I allowed myself to enjoy this simple few minutes with my fake husband and even smile, just a little bit.

I bumped into the hard wall of his chest, muttering apologies, “We’re not friends, nor will we ever be. I’m not doing the mushy stuff with you. We don’t need to know each other’s soul to pretend to be mates. I’ll hold your hand, link arms when their eyes are on us. Maybe even fake a smile. Fake our love. But that’s all this is. Fake. The sooner you understand that the less disappointed you’ll be in nine months when this is all over.” A chuckle escaped my lips as I shook my head, “And here I thought I owned the title for having the most shattered soul. You, my “love”, I said with air quotes, “truly own that title. I don’t know what ever happened to you, but you can borrow my rose-colored glas

"You lot are a bunch of idiots who can't even differentiate between what's real and fake. It looks like a street from a foreign country. Madam's still in the country, so this woman isn't her!" "It could be a photo that was taken in the past. I don't think Giselle's the kind to cheat. It has to be AI!" "That's right. Now that AI's so advanced, it wouldn't be hard to generate a photo like this. Let's not jump to conclusions just yet. We must have faith in Madam's character." "It's only been half a month since I started liking her. This isn't going to be her downfall, right?" "I knew it! Relationship advice live streamers are all fake. They can't even handle their own personal lives, yet they h

The system chimed, cheerful and cruel as ever. [Main Mission Activated: Become the CEO’s Shield.] [Task: Accept Fake Relationship Proposal.] [Reward: +15 Affection Points. Failure: Host Termination.] Termination. Again. My lips twitched into something that might have been a smile. “Fake boyfriend. Sure, I can do fake. I’m amazing at fake. My whole life is basically fake.” Dream tilted his head slightly, his tone flat. “So you accept.” “Do I even have a choice?”

he blurted out of nowhere. “Are you seriously kidding me right now?” He smirked. “Of course not. I am serious. Let’s get married. Let’s make this whole thing real. We were supposed to get married anyway. Remember, we are still engaged.” “Oh my gosh, you still remember that fake engagement?” “That engagement brings us closer together, thanks to your dad.” “I wonder how dad would react if he knew about our relationship.”

Justin said before rolling his eyes. “I guess…” I mumbled. “The other thing is that these so-called fake relationships sometime lead to real ones. There are some cases of my girls actually marrying the client and quitting their job because of it. Of course, if that makes her happy then I’ve got no more to say. That being said, you should be careful with these…men…” Justin said before puckering his pink lips up jokingly. “I’m a widow and if I had submitted those divorce papers before George died then I’ll be a divorcee. No rich guys in their right mind would want someone like me…” I stated matter-of-factly.

“I came to check something, and you didn’t disappoint. You finally proved nice and clear that you just used me in both our lives. Seven days of fake love in a brothel. That would make a wonderful title for a movie, wouldn’t it?” I peered into her eyes, propping myself on my elbow. Tracing her neckline with my free hand, I said. “You started a fake mate bond with me in this life, Dia. Everything about our relationship in this life had been fake from the very beginning. So, yes, you can call me fake and my heart faker. But never question my love for you because in this completely fake me, loving you was the only genuine thing I could manifest.” She clapped, “your words. I must applaud you. You