The Remarried Contract Novels & Stories

Although her chest was aching and tears were threatening to burst out of her throat she managed to maintain a strong resolve. She looked at him hard and long as she said, "The marriage is now null and void, the prenup said that if one of the partners of the deal is found wanting then the marriage is over, we are officially divorced." Her heart was pounding rapidly in her chest as she said those words and every bone in her body was screaming no. As she said those words, Jason looked like he was in pain, but she couldn't trust his looks, he had looked like he loved her but he clearly didn't, he might look like he was sorry, but there was a high possibility that he wasn't.

He's now Emily and James's son. Apparently, they grew a liking toward him. "You see my mom and dad got married by contract." Aria advertised with a smile on her face. Charlotte nodded. "Yep. I've definitely heard that before." Aria chuckled. "I know, but now I'm happy that their marriage is real. At first, the contract thing confused me, you know? Especially after learning that contracts expire. I can't believe I get to watch." She beamed, then looked at her parents' happy faces.

Uncle Hemant completed my sentence, even though I anticipated what it could be. He hesitantly stretched his arm to convey to me the document. With befuddlement, I obtained the file. I knew I had to sign the contract papers shortly, but it never occurred to me that it would materialise right before the wedding. I read a few words from the first page before skipping to the next pages after opening the file. The contract detailed the timeframe of the marriage and the procedures for obtaining a divorce, including the terms we agreed to and the consequences for disregarding them.

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?

I nod in recognition, “I get what you’re going through and no matter how tempting your offer sounds, I’ll have to reject it” “Why? No matter what you’re thinking, there’s no way you’ll be able to find someone who's willing to marry you in two months and won’t have ulterior motives. I’ll marry you, give you a child and I won’t be greedy” I smile, “follow me in” I say, holding out the door for her. All I needed to hear was that she considered it a business contract between two parties.

I questioned, desperately trying to change the subject before my whole body went red without my permission. “This is the first time I’m visiting and you’re being hospitable.” George chuckled. “Water is fine.” I nodded and went into the kitchen to pour him a glass of water before joining him in the living room. As I handed the glass to him, he handed me two folders containing the same contract. I quickly read through it. It was the same as the one he gave me before but this one was just more detailed. It explained that we needed to be married in two weeks so we could get it done and it also stated how the money would be paid in segments.

He nods. " Go ahead. " I clear my throat, adjust myself on the chair, and take out the envelope and the notes. " I made some notes on clauses 15, 23, 28, and 30. They need to be modified. " I cut to the chase, and he arches his eyebrows, opening his copy of the contract. " Let's see. Clause 15 states that we'll share the same room. What's wrong with that, Dixon?" " This isn't a real marriage, D’Angelo. So, I don't see why we should sleep in the same room and share the same bed. " He cracks a mischievous smile.

I subconsciously gaze outside from the car, my mind is filled with different thoughts. In Just two days, my life changed, taking a worse turn. My career is going down the drain and I've just accepted to be remarried to my Ex-Husband who has cost me so much pain in the past. The thoughts of the whole marriage irked me, and I felt uncomfortable about it.

Not when I still tasted the betrayal in the back of my throat. Not when I knew he hadn’t believed me, not even for a second. I went to the guest room. The one I never used unless I needed to disappear. I opened the desk drawer slowly and pulled out the contract. The marriage contract. Crisp. Weighty. Legal. I’d read it before. Not all at once, but enough to know the traps buried deep. Enough to remember Section 14B: Breach of Contract: the part I’d tried to forget.

The dining room felt cavernous. The contracts sat in the center of the table, neat and professional in a leather folder. I sank into a chair and pulled them toward me with hands that wouldn't stop shaking. AMENDED MARITAL AGREEMENT *This amendment supersedes all previous contractual obligations between parties Hailey Ramsey and Maxwell Kingston...* *SECTION 1: PUBLIC OBLIGATIONS* The parties agree to maintain the appearance of a unified marriage for public consumption... *SECTION 2: PRIVATE ARRANGEMENTS* The parties acknowledge that the romantic component of this marriage has been terminated by mutual agreement. Each party is free to pursue personal relationships outside this marriage...