Sickly Husband's Contractual Wife Novels & Stories

My forehead creased, making him more and more impatient. “You need the money, I need a wife. All you have to do is marry me, give me an heir and you're free to go. I will take care of everything. You just have to sign the contract,” he said impatiently. I gasped. A contract? Wow, he must have planned it out. “Contract?“ “Yes, a contract to make sure you don't violate anything. I don't do love, and I don't believe in it either. Tell me when you've decided…” he said.

“I work under an agency. I’m just doing my job.” Her tone was cold, detached. She knew he’d have questions. And she was ready to answer them because she knew how these contract marriages worked all too well. George scoffed. “And this is what your company does? Marries people off without their consent?” “She didn’t ask for much. Just presence. Discretion. Patience.” He let out a bitter laugh. “She asked you to live in my house and pretend to be my wife.” “She asked me to protect the image of your marriage. And to give you the privilege to explore.”

" hey, idiot, why are you laughing? " " My wife is so cute," he said as he pinched my cheek. " Answer me," I yelled at him. " that 9 are true or not. " " uh? " " oh, my jealous wife. They were not my wife," he said. " then? " " They were contract and acting wife. " " acting? " I asked. " Why is my wife uneducated? " he said. " you.... " " because of my sister's wish. I married them by contract. " He explained.

Financial Responsibility: All living expenses, medical care, and necessities will be fully covered by the husband. No financial claims beyond agreed support will be permitted. Non-Disclosure: The wife shall not investigate, disclose, or question the husband’s business, wealth, or identity beyond what is voluntarily revealed. No Emotional Obligation: This marriage is contractual only. No expectations of affection, loyalty beyond the contract, or emotional dependency. Termination Clause: Breach of contract results in immediate termination with no compensation beyond what has already been provided.

I continued to go through the contract. In return, 1. The husband will settle all the monetary needs of his wife. 2. He would not cheat. 3. He must discuss with his wife before he does anything. NOTE: THIS CONTRACT IS ONLY VALID FOR TWO YEARS UNLESS THE PARTIES INVOLVED DECIDE OTHERWISE. ‘if you agree to marry me, I will send your sister to one of the best hospitals and have the best surgeon operate on her immediately.’ I wasn’t going to think this through. I just got lucky. Fate was finally on my side. Elle will finally undergo the surgery and she will be fine.

Victor attеntivеly absorbеd my words about my husband's sicknеss and prеcarious financial statе еxprеssеd with a mix of compassion and rеflеction on his facе. With a mystеrious glеam in his еyе, hе grinnеd and spokе with tact. "Mary, I undеrstand your situation," hе said. "I can offеr my assistancе but thеrе's a catch - you must agrее to a contract with mе." "A contract?" I еxclaimеd in surprisе.

I did not read anything like that written on the contract! ''And I'm not letting my wife sleep in a separate room!'' He retorted. ''Wife?'' I snapped back, fixing him with a glare. Sure, we might be legally married, but had he forgotten that it was merely a contractual agreement? ''Did you just say'husband and wife'?'' I sneered, gritting my teeth in annoyance. ''You're being funny, Mister. You hardly know me, and now you're calling me your wife?''

“I……” “Who do you think you are to make decisions for me? Ohhh, because we’re married by legacy? Do you think you are my real wife? My dear, don’t forget our marriage is just a contract. You have no right to decide in this. You should just smile at my grandpa, let him believe we are married for three years, collect your money, and leave after three years,” he snapped, taking a step closer. “We agreed—just a contract marriage. Private. Nothing real. And now you are thinking of making it real. Don’t you understand that you’ve just breached our contract?” I opened my mouth to defend myself, but he didn’t give me a chance. His dark eyes bored into mine as he continued.

"Hmh, that's how stupid I was to be lulled into hedonism and grandiosity, forgetting to save for my own future, I thought my contract wouldn't end, but who would have thought that jerk would marry another woman, so our contract ended." "Seriously, Son? You didn't get anything?" asked Jenny in surprise. Sonya just nodded languidly. "That's the deal, Jen. If one of us gets married, either me or him, then the contract automatically ends without any compensation." Sonya was silent momentarily, "whereas, when I was under that contract, I lived like Mrs. Wilson, I got a ten percent share in Wils, unlimited credit cards, and other financial perks." "Then what about your shares in Wils?"

Jade was about to continue saying something when her husband pulled her arm, signaling her to stop. Sherlock was not as stupid as his wife and daughter. He was well aware that the former master and former madam had made up their minds. The decisions had already been made. If they continued to oppose the idea, they would be criticized for bullying a widow and her paralyzed son. Huh, weaklings! Soon, the butler came back with a marriage certificate and a contract. The contract contained clauses that I had to pay attention to, most of which were restraints on me.