The Marriage Cure Novels & Stories

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.

He had prepared a large wedding picture of them in the house he purchased in Lily's name but he didn't get the thought of putting some in the current house too. He nodded as he understood why the doctor felt that the house didn't give the vibes that they were married actually. So, at last, he had to tell the whole story of contract marriage. The narration and questionnaire took a whole lot of time and he felt that he was the patient. The doctor was so fixated to hear the whole story that he was left with no choice.

After a few sad days at home, Vivian Letitia's mood gradually improved. Helga Rowena sees her daughter always sad, it is she who advises Vivian Letitia every day, wanting her to stop hurting. And today, is the day that Vivian Letitia and Clinton Rory registered their marriage. Although she did not want to go, she still had to go to the commission to register her marriage with him. After completing the marriage procedure, Clinton Rory again gave her conditions. He just wants to register the marriage, not to hold the wedding, and she has to move into his house from tomorrow. After that, her life must also be decided by him. After Vivian Letitia signed the marriage certificate, she felt like sh

“Um, Mr. Lash, think about the mate bond thing…What should we do about it? I mean… Jack’s illness was a curse, and it can lift with love, and from what I heard it seems that Brianna is the medicine for it… So, if that was right, why didn’t he heal now?” “I mean, no offense. Jack married her, right? Shouldn’t he already mark his wife or something during wedding as it's’ crucial–” “That part, I can’t answer it because I’m pretty confuse with it Ms. Marisol. Just like you. I’m pretty confused with it.”

"I have dreamt of my marriage since I was a little girl. My husband would be madly in love with me and he'd be willing to worship the floor I walked on. And my children? I dreamt of having a lot of them. And some pets, a few dogs and a cat that would be the Queen of our house. A contract marriage is the complete opposite of that dream. Ema, I just can't." "You're being unnecessarily stubborn Lila, just take your time to give me your answer." Emmanuel concluded deciding not to push her anymore. Perhaps if he gave her some time, she'd make the best decision. Lila knew when to back down in n argument and now wasn't the time to argue besides he was only looking out for her. One way or another he

I couldn’t get enough of looking at Carlos, who is now my husband. — Although they were married in the eyes of men, they were not married in the eyes of God.- says my father, inconvenient. — So no going home again, being alone. But he could not imagine that a day later, Carlos would be sick, being forced to stay at my parents' house so that I could take care of him. My husband had a high fever and vomited all day. Deep down, I think it was just the nervousness of marriage. I take care of him all day, worried, because now that he’s so close to our dream, he gets sick. Did they put a curse on our relationship?

On the contrary, when his eyes fell on me, all I ever saw was cold indifference. Why did he marry me if he never loved me? Why drag me into this nightmare of a marriage? Emma nestled into his arms, her voice soft and gentle. “Benjamin, actually, my illness… it's been cured.” Emma then began to tell him about her strange experience overseas. After leaving the country, overwhelmed with despair, she had planned to end her life. However, she then met a miracle doctor, who cured her of the kidney disease that had plagued her for years after just a few treatments with some herbs.

"Stay out of matters regarding Lillian from now on." His words cut through me like ice. I raised an eyebrow. "Fine by me." He didn't notice the small smile that crept onto my lips. The Brookes were the wealthiest family in Sylverwood, worth billions, while my family, the Reeds, though not rich, had enough standing to be considered respectable. Marrying him was a match made in heaven, a union of equals. If it came down to it, should he choose to divorce me, I would cause a ruckus that would shake the city. That would make any future resolution even more difficult.

“I love her deeply.” “Do you remember when I told you that only what caused your mental distress could heal you? When you first sought treatment at the hospital, your mental state was poor and unstable. Despite taking various medications over the past six years, none of them have proven effective for you. It seems that the girl you’re going to marry is the only and best remedy to cure you. If only you had realized it sooner.” Cristofer nodded and said, “Yes, if only I had realized it sooner...”

I could hear his controlled breathing and feel the weight of his stare pressing against me. "Listen, Nelly," he said, at last, his voice even but firm. "This marriage will be purely contractual. No strings attached. In public, we’ll pretend to be a loving couple. In private, we go our separate ways." His eyes burned into mine, leaving no room for misunderstanding. "Especially for my parents—we just need to convince them we’re in love so they’ll stop meddling." He exhaled slowly before continuing. "If you agree, I’ll take care of your grandmother’s medical bills. It’s just for a year, and then we both walk away. No complications, no expectations."