The Convenient Marriage Novels & Stories

Her comment did hurt a bit, but it is what it is, emotions set aside, even if I sold our entire company to the highest bidder Father didn't much to it. Vivian continued unbothered, "But Marriage? Will you be able to pull it off?" "A marriage of convenience" I repeated Darcel's words. "Convenience, my ass" She cursed, I had never heard Vivian curse so loudly. "Every marriage is a matter if convenience in our world Eri. But, it's always about men's convenience." I wondered if she was talking about herself.

I lamented to Edward. “There's nothing you can do. And it mustn't necessarily be a real marriage. It could be a contract marriage or marriage of convenience” Edward said. “It's just for a year. The contract lasts just for a year only. You would have made a lot of money before the year runs out and end the marriage afterwards.” He stood up slowly. “Think fast. If you want that contract, you’ll need a wife. Fast.” He walked out, leaving me with the Armitage folder… and a million unwanted thoughts.

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

At the mention of Shirley, Corey seemed annoyed, and a flicker of indifference flashed in his eyes. Then came his casual and idle voice. "Hey, brat. Your friend, Shirley, is too hard to pursue. I'm giving up." Lucille frowned slightly. "So, you took Luther's advice and went ahead with a marriage alliance?" Corey's chuckle sounded on the speaker. "I actually find a marriage alliance quite interesting. You see, the relationship requires little to no effort. We can get married right away. I like how convenient that is. Besides, you know me; I hate complicated stuff."

Gwen asked, eager to settle their marital issues. “Let’s go to my room.” They went to Dominic’s room at the end of the corridor. With a firm hand, Dominic easily opened the door. Once inside, they quickly unloaded their shopping bags. “So, what’s the plan? I still don’t want to get pregnant anytime soon,” Gwen said, standing her ground. “It’s fine if you’re not ready for kids. But what about the other aspects of our marriage?” Dominic pressed further. Gwen agreed to act like a wife and start fulfilling her duties, just as Dominic promised to fulfill all her rights. “We’ll start getting closer during our honeymoon tomorrow. Don’t be afraid of me,” he said.

Eric exchanged an icy gaze at me, causing me to swiftly look away as we resumed our steps to where a rounded, considerable table filled with people were. “Keep playing cool, people are getting convinced by our acts. Now, we're joining them for dessert, so stay beside me and do what I do” Eric paused and flashed a smile across a guest he recognized before glaring back at me. “And did I also forget to tell you it's only for a year? This marriage is a one-year thing, and we'll break up after that.”

he said. “Anyway, I’ll tell you what really kept you in that marriage.” She looked up at him with a frown, although she was curious to find out what he thought had kept her in the marriage he appeared to know so well. “What did?” “Convenience.” “How?” If someone had told her two days before that she would be in a big house, wearing a stranger’s shirt with nothing underneath and discussing the details of her marriage with the said stranger, she would not have believed it, but here she was.

"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.

He’d only had two glasses of wine and surely couldn’t be already drunk, could he? “Hmm Rach, let’s pretend,” he said impulsively and wished to hell that he could immediately take back his words. “What?! You mean we should behave as a married couple?” asked Rachel poleaxed. “Well, it’ll not pose any problem. At least we both know the scores. No forever shit. Only temporary arrangements until the shares are transferred to your name. Then, we’ll get the annulment. What dayasay?” That sounded reasonable enough to him. After all, what would they lose in pretending? They were both sensible adults with no intention of falling in love or interested in any commitment. It was the perfect soluti

Purpose The Parties agree to enter into a marriage of convenience for personal, financial, and/or social reasons, with clear terms and conditions as set forth below. 2. Duration The marriage shall remain valid for a minimum of 2 years, unless terminated earlier under the terms of this Agreement. 3. Living Arrangements The Parties shall/may live together at ALEX WILSON’S RESIDENCE. Alternative residences shall be permitted with mutual consent. 4. Confidentiality Both Parties agree to maintain confidentiality regarding the contractual nature of this marriage. Disclosure to third parties shall only be with mutual consent, unless required by law. 5. Relationship Boundaries No obligation exists f