The Convenient Marriage Novels & Stories

"The whole arrangement with Sarah was just a formal agreement between our families." I handed her the phone. She adjusted her glasses and scanned the screen. "It was about getting married and having a child. But since she’s not able to conceive, the agreement is void." I paused, hesitating, before admitting, "Still... I’ll marry her after the baby’s born." She looked up, and I caught the flicker in her eyes before she masked it. Disappointment. "So your marriage is... a transaction," she said quietly. "Well, marriages of convenience aren’t rare in our world. Especially when it involves business!" I grabbed the hangover soup and sipped it.

“Unless it’s a miracle lottery win, I don’t think anything can fix this.” Emma leaned forward, voice dropping. “There’s this new government program called the One-Year Marriage Incentive Scheme. Couples who sign a legal one-year marriage contract and live together get a huge one-time payment — enough to cover major medical bills and clear heavy debts. After twelve months, you can walk away free.” Abby froze. “Marry a stranger for money?”

I don’t even know these guys, however it felt like I’ve known them for ages. “thanks, for all of this…I mean it” I said, both of them smiled at me, “I guess we’ll meet again tomorrow?” I said, Tom seemed a bit confused, “why? are you leaving already?” he asked I nodded, “well, yeah, my husband will be back soon…however, I’m excited to meet you tomorrow, ad spend some more time, if you like want, if you don’t want to…It’s fine really” I said, they look at each other for a moment, Then looked back at me, “okay. Sure, why not?” Marie said, we exchanged each other’s F******k, agreeing to meet outside the hotel I was staying at, Tom stopped a cab for me, and I was on my way back to the hotel. ***

Marion said nonchalantly. "Debra is my wife! Our affairs are none of your business!" Juan snapped through gritted teeth. Marion set down the newspaper he was holding, fiddled with his lighter, and said indifferently, "It's just a marriage of convenience. I'll take care of everything for the woman I like."

History repeating itself - a Hawthorne marrying for convenience. But for the first time, I wonder if convenience is really all this marriage will be.

"Cath, you have completely transformed my life. You've given me hope for things I previously believed were unattainable, like happiness, family, and love. I've become a better man because of you, and I can't see my future without you. She lowered her hand, lips quivering, eyes glistening with unshed tears. I tightened my hold on the box and said, "I know we didn't start this journey in the most conventional way." However, I'm not interested in a convenience marriage. I desire a marriage based on love, cooperation, and eternity. It's you and me versus the world. Like her, the ring was basic yet gorgeous when I opened the package. Will you wed me, Cath Moreau? As I waited for her response, it

Sincerely, I was tempted to dress similar to her now that it seems like my husband prefers that sort of dressing but the reminder that ours was a marriage of convenience screamed through my mind. I had questions now for myself and for Xander which I knew I would never ask a soul. I needed to know if there was any possibility that we could readjust our agreement to become more favorable. I had no idea why I was beginning to think this way but I was certain of one thing which was that a marriage of convenience was slowly beginning to eat me up. I mean, for how long was I going to have to pretend to be okay with no form of intimacy. I might be an Omega but I sure as hell have my family's name t

A trip to the local register office will be far more convenient.’ ‘Well, thanks. I needed that bit of good news. No house. No company premises. Just a load of old stock that Nate couldn’t sell and a cheap ten￾minute wedding to keep the bank happy. ‘Low-key was what I had in mind. I don’t imagine it will prove to be cheap,’ he replied. ‘Of course, if you’d like to throw a party to celebrate the occasion I’m sure Connie can manage a few of her more exciting

my father said, wiping his mouth with the tablecloth, then looking at me. I already knew what my father was talking about, and Mr. Christenson's reason made me sick. My father and Mr. Christenson plan the marriage to get benefits from both families. I agree with it because it was for the sake of the company, but marrying Christenson's heiress just to help her clean her name makes me want to just disappear. Getting involved with that woman would give me a bad image.

as he likes to call them as a wife is not allowed” “that’s absurd….what if you’re in love with her? I ask “I don’t fall in love miss evans” he answers his tone sharp I nod “so I marry you for one year…and in exchange you’ll help pay for my sisters treatment? “yes” he nods “okay I take a deep breath “what is expected of me if i’m to marry you” I ask wanting to know what i’m getting myself into “you’ll live with me in my house for the duration of the marriage…we’ll try to show up as a loving couple to the public…you’ll meet my family, the rest of the stipulations will be stated in a contract you’ll sign before the day of the wedding” he explains