The Husband Clause Novels & Stories

"She was my wife's destruction." "Your wife destroyed herself. She could have stayed quiet. She chose to make a scene." Marcus took a sip of his scotch. "She's making a scene now. Buying your debt. Cutting off your suppliers. She's not doing this because she loves you, Damian. She's doing this because she wants to watch you burn." Damian's hands clenched. He forced them to relax. "What do you want me to do?" "Nothing yet. Just say yes. Let me handle the rest."

Sheldon sighed as he said, “Sigh! As long as… as long as Curtis is willing to turn around, come back, and accept your love, I will have to divorce you unconditionally, and I will not pester you anymore!” Helen nodded before she asked him, “What about the second clause?” Sheldon said, “The second clause was that I should never prevent you from meeting up with Curtis as a normal friend even after our marriage.” Helen asked again, “What about the third clause?” “The third clause…” Sheldon murmured, “The third clause was that you were not marrying me out of love, but simply because you wanted to settle down and have a stable family. So, both of us would need to abide by moral standards. The bott

Claire nodded, “A few weeks ago, my husband offered me a divorce because he thought that I was in danger after marrying him. However, I refused because I thought that no matter how bad things were, it would be worse if I wasn't with him.” Anderson stared at her without blinking, then, a moment later, he smiled—a mysterious smile that appeared on his face. "That means he really loves you, Claire." Claire smiled, too, "yes, he is." "However, love that is too big will show a weakness," Claire blinked, "weakness?" she muttered softly, then narrowed her eyes, "what do you mean with weakness?" Anderson smiled briefly, “I don't mean anything. But, Claire, I have something to do,” he glanced at his

It is the style of the big boss. The woman voluntarily entered into a contractual marriage with the man for one year. The man is responsible for all the expenses of maintenance of the woman and the expenses of treatment of the mother. Every month, the woman is paid another hundred thousand dollars. Both men and women need to live together, but sex is forbidden. Men require marriage to be public, and women must cooperate fully with men on important occasions. Looking at the contract, Valentina was almost astonished. With so much money, wouldn’t the hundreds of thousands requested by the hospital be paid?

Daisy uttered. “Okay, thank you,” I said to Daisy whilst taking the envelope from her. I was seated on the couch and opened the envelope in which the letter was there. And paid heed to the envelope that Mr. Billionaire, my dear spouse had sent for me that stated: Do not forget that this is a ‘Marriage of Convenience.’ These are the conditions on which our marriage is fixed. This clause specifies that each spouse who has entered into the fixed marriage is fair and entered not by force or brunt.

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.

“Why would do something like that?” “Because I knew what I wanted. I wanted my wife back and I wanted to give a space to those desires but leave it to your decision. You’re the only one the clause applies to.” He had made a clause to protect our marriage in the event that I wanted to come back. He was never going to stop trying. Now I was the one sitting there in self-realization. I hadn’t read much left a husband who meant so much to me and he had finally realized what I meant to him - after it was too late.

It wasn’t fair that he always got away with everything just because he acted like a clown. "Right, you are. Well, I know the type of wife you are—the one who goes to bed early and doesn’t question her husband, who works all day to give you everything you need." "Of course! You do whatever you want, and I have to sit here and take it in silence." "Exactly, my love. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get up early tomorrow." "But you don’t work tomorrow." "Still, I have an important outing."

" You think you are in charge here, I don't know what that punk has been feeding you but you don't make the rules and incase you have forgotten you are the one that came to me and begged me for this and yoo are going to do as I please for the rest of this marriage. He walked over to the drawers and drew out some papers and threw them at me. "Kindly read clause 3b for me." he said, the grin in his face now gone. His stare cold. I read more than three times at the clause he was referring to and I felt like I was hallucinating. It clearly stated I was not supposed to see any other man outside of Jake for the period of my marriage to him.

“What the hell is clause 10?” She smiled, a hint of mischief in her eyes. “Both Party A and Party B shall share the same room for the duration of their marriage and cannot have any kind of relationship with other partners. It means we have to be loyal to each other.” “They are ridiculous clauses!” he exclaimed. She replied cheekily, “I gave you the chance to draft your conditions to be added to the contract, but your ego which is as big as the universe wouldn’t let you do that. You signed the contract without even reading it. Be grateful I didn’t make you sign over your power of attorney.”