The Marriage Act Mga Nobela at Kwento

PARTIES: Party A Doctor Heath Godric Age: 44 years old Occupation: Dentist PARTY B Florence Emry Age: 20 years old Occupation: College Student RECITALS: * Both Party A and Party B wish to establish a contractual marriage with the primary objectives of securing financial advantages and enhancing Doctor Heath Godric’s reputation. * This agreement is a formal legal contract between Party A and Party B, explicitly stating that it does not constitute a genuine marriage. Neither party needs, expects or requires romantic love or sexual intimacy from the other. TERMS AND CONDITIONS: Duration: This contract shall remain in effect for five years or sixty months and to be extended for renewal.

Marvin said, his attention focused on the road as he drove. Beside him, Stella nodded slowly. "I have conditions as well." "What?" "I want our marriage to be genuine. Even if it's only on paper, I don't want it to be a fake. I refuse to trivialize the sanctity of marriage." "What?" He stared at her in disbelief, then abruptly pulled over to the side of the road, and turned to face her with the same shocked expression. "You mean we're actually getting married?" "Yes," she affirmed. "Marriage is sacred, it's not something to be taken lightly."

"He didn't believe me. He thinks we're getting too close. That this arrangement is becoming complicated." I threw back the covers, needing to move. "And we can't have that, can we?" "It's not about feelings. It's about survival." Kayden stood, crossing to the windows. "My father is watching. Waiting for us to make a mistake. That means we need rules. Clear boundaries that even he can't misinterpret." He moved to his desk, pulled out a leather portfolio. Our marriage contract inside, the one I'd signed three days ago. "We're adding clauses," he said. "Official terms for how this marriage operates."

This might ruin his reputation to the public if they will know about this also this is just a contract marriage, no need to say it in public. Third, we will live in the same roof but not in the same room. I almost got choke by my own saliva when I read the number 3. I really thought we're living in the same roof and the same room. Fourth, we will act like a real couple infront of my family. I sighed as I continue reading his conditions. Fifth, if I need to kiss you, you should let me. It is if only need. My forehead furrowed on number five. Oh well, maybe this won't happen. Maybe his family will not gonna force us to kiss infront of them.

Her brain couldn't digest that she was married already. She was married! With Kelvin Williams! "We will pack all the things in your house," Kelvin said, breaking Luliyah out of her thoughts. Luliyah looked up, seeing Kelvin who said it while closing his eyes. "Ah ... But ..." Luliyah couldn't digest it all. Everything was happening so fast. Wasn't their marriage just a contract marriage? Should she also live with Kelvin? 'Contract marriage...' They were married because of their own interests. Harris initially opposed the marriage because Kelvin was in no gain position. Kelvin will spend a lot of money to pay for Luliyah's mother hospital bill, but what will she give Kelvin in return?

"Wait, sir! M-marriage? Really? You want me to marry you? Are you—" She couldn't finish what she was saying because he cut her off, but there was still a hint of shock on her face. "Don't overreact, okay? I'm not done yet," he said. "You told me that your grandmother is in the hospital, right? You need your work to support your grandmother's medical needs. I'll be honest with you, you can't support your grandmother's hospital bills just by working at the store. Even if you get tired from working, it won't be enough. I just want you to marry me for some reason, and I know that you too will benefit from this."

Samuel appeared quite busy finishing some tasks before heading to a meeting outside the office. After a while, there was a knock on the door, followed by Axton entering with a large folder that he wanted to show to his boss. "Excuse me, sir. Sorry to disturb you again," Axton said. "Yeah, what's up, Axton?" Samuel responded without turning away from the papers he had been reading. "These are the copies of the marriage agreement you made. They were returned by the notary yesterday afternoon and officially canceled. So, at this moment, your marriage to Mrs. Arianna is just like any other regular marriage. There's no more binding agreement as in the beginning."

“I…do not understand.” “I meant what I said. We need the joint property for the house and the shares since you now control them, and you have to give me power of attorney. That way, I can manage your assets until you can touch them when you are twenty-one. I’ll draw up a contract that joins both our assets, even those owned prior to the marriage. The only way you can do that is with a husband. Hence the marriage idea.” “So…you do want to marry me.” The spark returns, turning the green bright, the blue light, and the gray almost nonexistent.

"I wonder what that crazy woman is up to. In a few days I'll be back and things will fall into place." "Was that it?" "No, I want you to prepare a document for me. Two, actually. I want a reliability contract and a marriage contract." "I got the second one right." "Is there a clause that prevents me from marrying a foreign woman? Or that I marry without being Kudsi? Or anything else that prevents my marrying a woman who is not the one my father chose?" "You have some things that would not let you, however, marriage is valid in any country. Once you are married, you will be married. There is nothing that talks about the nationality of the bride, if your plan is to show up here already married

I accept out of spite, drinking it while Lucien works on his laptop like I'm not there. Thirty minutes in, I break the silence. "How many couples will be there?" "Eight, including us." "Do they all have real marriages?" His fingers pause on the keyboard. "Define real." "Marriages that started without contracts." "Most marriages are contracts, Mara. Some are just more honest about it." "That's bleak." "That's reality." He returns to typing. "James and Victoria Worthington married to merge family fortunes. Oliver Grant married his assistant to avoid a sexual harassment lawsuit. The Pattersons have an arrangement where he keeps a mistress and she keeps his credit cards."