The Remarried Contract 소설 & 이야기

He asked me slowly. I knitted my brow together as I heard what he just had said. “ I do not think that there were a thing like that in our contract, in the contract that I signed with.” I replied to hom. Honestly , I felt something is not right. But did I realy signed a contract thag stated I can not get married before I am free from the contract? I do not even remember anything from that.

He gestured to a white document on a side table, an elegant fountain pen resting on the glossy paper. Serena felt an odd mixture of emotions and didn't know what to say. Instead, she walked over, picked up the contract, and began reading. The document was a very formal agreement, explicitly defining the nature of her engagement to Matthew. It made it clear that they would divorce at the end of a two-year period. During these two years, Serena would have access to limitless wealth and enjoy the privileges associated with her status, but only if she maintained a low profile. This was Serena's understanding, and it was far from what she had expected.

The difference between the two men could not be any clearer. I opened the first page, reading through the terms and conditions of the contract. A marriage of convenience fits a duration of one year during which we'll get married and stay married for the public eye, but intimacy is not required, but we must still be respectful of each other's boundaries and privacy while maintaining public appearances. In return after the contract is over, I would get the sum of five and her child would be the beneficiary of one percent of Donovan Group shares. My breath stuttered as I flipped the pages slowly, my hands trembling slightly as I read through everything.

I replied, even though he kind of was—in the most irritating way. He walked over to his desk, picked up a folder, and laid it out. “Good. Saves us both time. This is the contract. Read it, ask your questions, then sign.” I didn’t sit. Instead, I took the folder and flipped through it. --- Marriage Contract Between Alfred Xander Blake and Vivian Emmanuella Davis Two-years term minimum Appearances at events and functions Joint residence required Intimacy optional No emotional obligations Financial benefits included Absolute discretion Secrets remain buried

his calm expression was changing slowly to a fierce one. "I...I…" He took out a paper from the file and pushed it to her. "You signed a two year contract with me and ended up sending divorce letter after a year and half, huh?" "We are no longer married, and I won't answer to you." "Huh? You don't answer to me? So you realize it's a breach of contract and read these consequences again!" Emily recalled that there were consequences stated in the contract when she signed it nearly seven years ago. "Whatever is the case, the two years are already over and we are divorced now."

I could tell because they were the opposite of everything the original contract had contained. The Moretti asset clause was gone. Section seven, paragraph four, the provision that gave Ezra legal claim to all Moretti family assets if the marriage dissolved. Deleted. Not amended. Not softened with new language. Removed entirely. The space where it had existed was replaced by a provision that explicitly prohibited either party from claiming the other's family assets under any circumstances.

Financial Responsibility: All living expenses, medical care, and necessities will be fully covered by the husband. No financial claims beyond agreed support will be permitted. Non-Disclosure: The wife shall not investigate, disclose, or question the husband’s business, wealth, or identity beyond what is voluntarily revealed. No Emotional Obligation: This marriage is contractual only. No expectations of affection, loyalty beyond the contract, or emotional dependency. Termination Clause: Breach of contract results in immediate termination with no compensation beyond what has already been provided.

she hurriedly ran down the stairs. I sighed and closed the door gently. Arthur Madrigal is my jerk stepfather. He married my mom when I was eighteen years old. My biological father died in an accident when I was sixteen. I don't get why mom got married to a two-faced jerk. When mom asked me if it was okay if she remarries again, at first, I was mad at her because how can she forget dad that easily? Then after that, I realize that mom was lonely for two years and I have to let go, so, I agreed with her the second time she asked me.

"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 stated, I nodded at him as a go sign for him to continue what he was saying. "Just like what I said, I will pay for your sisters hospital bill." He said and he's waiting for my comment to what he says. "You mean all of it?" I cautiously asked him. "Yes, I'll pay all of it, in exchange you need to marry me, don't worry it's just a two year contract because once my girlfriend I mean ex-girlfriend come back I will immediately file a divorce papers." He stated and I just nodded my head to him.