روايات وقصص ضمن The Price Of Marriage

her parents said simultaneously, embracing their daughter tightly. Catherin then saw Ava standing behind the door all this time. The little girl seemed to be smiling, with tears in her eyes. "I hope my choice is not wrong, I hope I can lighten the burden of Dad and Mom," Catherin said to herself. *** The day had come when Catherin had to celebrate her wedding. She was already wearing a white dress and being attended to by a makeup artist sent by Mr. Louis. The wedding event was simple, attended only by immediate family. Catherin couldn't help but shed tears; she couldn't deny the pain in her heart due to this arranged marriage. What made her even more distressed was that she was marrying sud

"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.

Selene's POV Wedding preparations. When someone was getting married, they made all kinds of provisions. All kinds of expenses. The cost of a wedding is a small price to pay for a lifetime of love and happiness. The venue, the food, the decorations, the music—every detail is carefully considered, every penny carefully spent. But in the end, it’s not about the money; it’s about the promise of forever.

“How is that even possible?” He leaned forward, eyes locked on mine, his voice soft but urgent. “It’s not a real marriage. I’m asking for a contract marriage. Six months, that’s all. I’ll pay you $100,000 for it.” My heart fluttered at the mention of the amount, but I quickly shook it off. This was insane. “Paxton, I’m sorry. I can’t get involved in your family like this. Your mom already hates me, and now you want me to play your fake bride? Even for $100,000, it’s not worth it.”

She knew that she would rather die a thousand deaths than allow her daughter to go through even a quarter of what she had gone through. "Alright, listen up you both" Mrs. Price began, her voice filled with wisdom and affection, "Marriage is a beautiful journey, one that will have its share of ups and downs. As you go on this new chapter together, I want to share some advice that has guided me throughout my own marriage."

"The contract says this marriage is for one year minimum. But appearances matter. And my wife wears family jewelry, not some mass-produced garbage from Marcus Kane." He slides the ring onto my finger. It fits perfectly. Of course it does. Because apparently, the universe has decided that my life is now a surreal fever dream where billionaires propose marriage and family heirlooms fit like they were made for me. "It's worth approximately two million dollars," Dante says, still holding my hand. "Don't lose it." Two million dollars. On my finger. Just casually sitting there like it's normal. "I've never worn anything this expensive," I whisper.

Turning to one of the lawyers, he said, "Make a note of this, Mr. Meyer. Get a cleaning company to come over and toss out all the furniture. Cheap trash doesn't have a place in Naomi's house." "Understood, Mr. Lewis." Every word Jared said had explicitly canceled out all of the effort I'd put in throughout the last five years. I'd stuck to a frugal budget only for the sake of the "shared future" of the family, but in his eyes, I was sullying his sophisticated fiancee's life with cheap trash.

“ That's a fucking lie! Stop lying to me!” Tania shrugged, taking some steps towards me. “ Believe what you wish,” her lips curled up further. “ But I'll make this very clear, you have nothing now…absolutely nothing.” “ W-What do you mean?” She stepped back, circling around me as she crossed her arms. “ Father's will stated that after three years of marriage, all his property would be transferred to your husband and— correct me if I'm wrong—today is your third wedding anniversary, isn't it dear sister?”

"That won't work! I'm my parents' only daughter. Just signing papers without a wedding or bride price? That's humiliating. This is my first marriage, Joe. My parents expect a big wedding." Hailey clutched his hand as she went on. "Oh, and I saw this gorgeous three-carat diamond ring the other day. I NEED it. Plus, my family's bride price is $80,000. And I want an outdoor wedding on a lawn—super trendy right now. I mean, don't you want it to be perfect?" The longer she talked, the darker Joe's face got. When she finally stopped, he yanked at her sleeve. "I don't have eighty grand lying around, Hailey. Where am I supposed to get that kind of money?"

Beatrice stood up and stomped her feet as she angrily said, “You shameless woman! Everyone knows you two are married. How is this not cheating?” I said coldly, “You’re the one who said the marriage license doesn’t cost much, but you didn’t want to go through with it.” I looked coldly at the stunned Beatrice. “I also said if you gave me a wedding worth one hundred thousand dollars, I’d go get the marriage license. But you said you wouldn’t give me that!” Beatrice gritted her teeth and said, “You spendthrift woman! Who needs to spend one hundred thousand to marry someone? You’re the one clinging to Nathan. If you want a wedding, you should be the one paying for it.