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My wife is pregnant, and I'm a little worried. Before bed, I scroll through a parenting forum and come across an anonymous post. "My husband won't let me have my male best friend's baby. Is this a serious violation of my reproductive rights?" The poster pours her heart out, each line of the post dripping with self-pity. "My doctor said my progesterone levels are low, my her HCG levels aren't doubling as expected, and the gestational sac is implanted close to the scar tissue from my last surgery. If the pregnancy continues, it could cause massive bleeding and put my life at risk. "That's why my husband refuses to let me continue the pregnancy. But he doesn't understand. This baby is the

Just: CONTRACT AGREEMENT – TEMPORARY DOMESTIC PARTNER Clause after clause detailed living arrangements, public appearances, press discretion, and emotional boundaries. He barely made it halfway through before slamming it shut. Who the hell was this woman? He crept toward the guest room. The door was cracked open. Inside, Luna was seated by the window, her back to him, staring out at the snowy garden. She was humming something low melancholy and haunting. He left without a word. For now, all he had were questions. And a stranger living in his home, sleeping down the hall wearing the title of “wife.”

Thomas pulls some papers out of the folder, “I have the contract here. As you can see, Maxwell signed his. The contract explains that in the case of abuse or infidelity that you are allowed to file without penalties. In two years, if you have no feelings for my son, you are welcome to divorce him without penalties and I will continue to fund your father’s care. If you divorce him before the two-year mark, then you pay back everything that was invested plus penalty fees. You won’t be entitled to any assets until five years of marriage. If he files for divorce before the two years, then you are not liable.” My mind is racing with different thoughts. I pick up the contract and begin to scan thr

Her fingers shook as she picked it up. She'd always known the passcode. Never used it—until now. On his chat app, she opened a group thread with his buddies: [Jared, 1000 days of celibacy today, right? You have to come out and celebrate!] [No way. Three years married and still no action?] [Lucia might be a bumpkin, but with that face and body? You've seriously held back?] [Obviously. He made that vow to Alice—stay pure for her. Jared's never broken a promise to Alice.]

Eric said nonchalantly. I felt like smashing his face with a spiked iron ball. I couldn't say anything more about my husband's behavior. All this time, he had been after my wealth. He married me not out of love but just to pretend and gain everything from me. Now he had successfully created chaos in my life, and I had been deceived by him all this time. It was truly a clever and difficult game to read beforehand. But still, I had to remain calm in facing him so that he wouldn't feel he had the upper hand over me.

I ran my hands over every muscle of his chest, and when I kissed his neck, he sighed, bringing his hands to the hem of the thin-strapped floral dress I was wearing, and soon, it too was on the floor. I had my eyes closed, and when I opened them, it wasn’t my husband I saw. I saw the look of desire in Jayden’s eyes, his slightly parted pink lips, the mischievous face he made when he whispered dirty things in my ear, and only then could I surrender. I bit my lips so hard that I felt blood on them, trying not to call out Jayden’s name while making love to my husband. When it was over, I felt empty, realizing that I would never again be satisfied in the arms of any other man but Jayden.

“How dare you say that to me, you bitch?” To express her fury, the woman shoved Luna and reached for a slap, but Luna grabbed her hand, gave it a quick squeeze, and then released it. The woman cried out in pain. Rhea’s lips turned down in a disdainful expression. “She really is a cruel woman as reported. Didn’t you see the news? She deceived Preston into marrying her.” “What? Are you saying that’s true? She’s really capable of doing such a despicable thing?” On the side, the sales lady who was holding the limited-edition dress in her arms watched the scene unfolding before her with a perplexed expression.

I hate the fact that this would have to come from my very mouth but my suspicion grows intense knowing that he has already told me the obvious. Justin's gaze pierced through me, devoid of the warmth and tenderness he had shown moments ago. His voice, once filled with affection, now carried a chilling edge as he questioned, "Why, my dear wife?" Have I not made it clear that my heart belongs to Regina from the very beginning? I never promised you my love in return, so please do not expect it. And as for you—” He murmured, gently cradling my chin and tilting my head to meet his captivating gaze. His words flowed forth, revealing a truth that pierced my heart. "—You, my dear, are but a temporary

The woman let out a bitter laugh, stroking her temple, a lot of crazy things had happened to her throughout her life, but no one had ever approached her asking her to be his wife, not even the men she dated, let alone a complete stranger, with such a desperate gesture that only managed to scare her away. "I'm not kidding, you can use the money for whatever you want... I'll even pay you half in advance, just... I just need someone to be my wife..." For an instant, more ephemeral than she imagined, she felt sorry for the man's desperation, but soon returned to her previous state of distrust. A fake wedding? A temporary marriage? An advance payment? Such an attractive man worried about a wife?

The only other headache the boss was having now was his temporary wife. The boss seemed to have fallen in love with a woman for the first time in his life. And unfortunately, it was a woman he did not want and a pregnant woman for that matter. Worst still, he did not even know that he was in love with the woman. Though his wife, but the marriage was on temporary basis. When he had rested enough, he opened his eyes and try to start work. In just few weeks, the work load was already overwhelming. How about if he had stayed out longer?