Novel & Cerita Sickly Husband's Contractual Wife

“I think this is the reason why no man tried to marry you! You don’t want to be conquered!” This time, my anger bursts forth. “Conquered?! I am not a trophy you can show around!” I snap at him. “Who do you think you are?! You are fucking insufferable with your jealousy and all! This contract is supposed to be of comfort, but you offered nothing of that!” “Am I not allowed to get jealous if someone else is touching my wife?!” “Yes! Because I am just your fake wife, are you forgetting that?! If you are going to be jealous, you should have added something about that to the contract! You should have insisted that we can’t meet with friends of the opposite sex!” I snarl at him.

“Is that too hard for you to do?” “Of course it is. Why would I kiss you?” She demanded, trying to avoid his gaze. Why the heck did he make such a request? “Hello? You're my wife, I'm your husband, so I see no reason why we shouldn't do it.” He started walking to where she stood. Nicole's eyes widened. “Stop right there!” She ordered and he halted. “Let me remind you in case you forgot. I'm not your wife and will never be. We're under a contract. We're not married for real, so quit the husband and wife talk.”

Hartley, Haven’s family lawyer, greeted them with a smile. "Mr. and Mrs. Brandon , thank you for coming on such short notice," he said, pointing for them to take a seat. "I've been reviewing the terms of your marriage contract," the lawyer said, going through some papers. "There are a few discrepancies that we need to go over one more time." Haven's eyes widened, his voice rising. “What kind of observations?” Mr. Hartley continued and said. “Well, it looks like the clause regarding the duration of your arranged marriage is kind of huge. As it looks, there is a possibility that it could be permanent.”

“You deserved some rest too, my dear. Take care of yourself.” Lucas, my husband, acknowledged my words and reaffirmed his commitment to our family. “Yes, my love, I understand. I am working tirelessly to provide a comfortable life for you and our child. It's not just a sense of duty; it's because I genuinely want it. I love you, Zara Delafontaine Blackwood. I promise to work harder, remain loyal, stay faithful, and be by your side until our last breath. My love for you knows no bounds.”

He suddenly asked Brenda stiffened upon hearing Harper's words Did he just ask her to marry him? "It's going to be contractual of course. "You said it yourself, if your parents arrive and find out that you're single, they'll force you to get married. This way, you can avoid that. I can act as your husband when they're here and later we can divorce" Brenda was appalled, "You want me to marry you?" She muttered still in disbelief Strangely, she wasn't against the idea. As much as the thought of marrying a stranger she just met seemed impulsive, Harper had a point. She could get her parents off her back and maybe even make Nathan jealous,

"Wait, don't tell me you're pregnant? You know, right? You're not allowed to get pregnant in this contractual marriage!" "O-of course, I'm not pregnant!" I replied hastily before he misunderstood. "A-and the medicines... They're not mine. I'm neither sick nor pregnant. Don't worry." "That's good then. You must be aware of your position. I married you out of pity, you know? I don't want my child to be born from the womb of a cheap woman like you," he shouted, then stormed off. In front of him, all I could do was pretend to smile. It hurt so much to lie to my husband, even though the doctor said I would die soon.

he glanced at me once again then off the road and stop the car when the light turned red. “But, I just couldn't get the idea of us… living in one roof. I mean, I'm not his responsibility after all. As if it's his fault that we married each other accidentally anyway. So, I think there's no used for us to live together. We're just married in paper anyway and no hard feelings,” I frown a bit thinking of me with my very own boss in my work under in the same roof. “But what if my brother really offers you to live with him? What will you say to him?” Ken, as the car moved when the light turned green. “Also, I knew my brother's up to something, now that you guys was stuck in that situation of marri

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.

“Admired him.” She nodded, no shame in it. “More than admired. I’m not going to pretend otherwise. Not with you. Once this contract thing between you two is over, I plan to go for him straight up. No games.” The words hit me like a slap. She said it so calm, so plain, right to my face. I stared at her, trying to find my voice. “You’re telling me you want my husband.” “Your contract husband,” she corrected gently. “We both know that’s what it is. It’s not forever. When it ends, he’ll be free. And I’ll be waiting.”

I walked slowly toward the table, took a deep breath, and finally spoke. "Okay, I’ll accept the deal. I’ll marry you, not because I’m guilty of your accusations, but because I want to prove that you’re wrong." He grinned and clapped. "Alright then, I’ll sign this contract. Seems like you’re obedient after all," he said, then immediately signed the contract. "Why do you look so sad? You should be proud, you’re about to marry someone like me. Imagine, you once ruined my wedding… now you’re the bride."