When My Contract Husband Falls For Me Novels & Stories

“Someone who understands that this would simply be a contract. And she seemed logical, cool-headed, and I’ve never been wrong about my instincts.” A smile settled on my face. “I want her as my contract wife.” “You’ve met and been with tons of beautiful women but somehow this one struck you in a second? Why does this sound like a bad idea?” I smirked. “You know, sometimes, most successful ideas usually start that way.” “Are you sure you’re not interested in her? I mean this could get bad in the long run.” “I told you, it’s a different kind of interest.” My voice hardened. “I couldn’t care less about romance.”

He didn't see a woman drowning in his silence; he saw a contract being fulfilled. The realization hit me with the cold clarity of the rain outside. I had entered this marriage to save my family, but in doing so, I was losing the only thing I had left: myself. I was becoming the "ghost" the maids laughed about. I was disappearing into the limestone and the silk. I walked over to the mahogany desk and opened the laptop I’d kept hidden under a stack of art history books. The screen glowed, a bright, artificial blue in the dim library. I navigated to the email from the firm in Chicago.

What if he doesn't believe me, or has no intention of staying with me long-term? I couldn't let myself get attached. But the terrifying reality was that I was starting to feel attached, and it felt entirely wrong. He had explicitly stated in our contract: no falling in love. How foolish could I be to think our situation would be any different? Every contract marriage ended eventually, and we had just over a month left before ours expired. What was I supposed to do? Whether it was the pregnancy hormones spiking or pure emotional exhaustion, tears began to blur my vision. A sudden, violent chill ran skin-deep. I dragged the thick duvet over my shoulders, shivering, and drifted off into a restl

"I'm not stupid, Anita. You're the only legitimate child of the Hartanto family, so we should have gotten married." "Too bad, I already have a husband," Anita replied casually, with a hint of pride. "Do you love your husband? Even when you don't even know his face?" Prawira asked. "What do you mean by that?" Anita asked with a probing look. Prawira then appeared casual. "It's okay, I'm just curious. Your husband is a mysterious person." "I don't care, I'll stay with him until I die!" Anita said. Prawira silently suppressed a smile. "Okay, I'll keep your promise."

Rose said. Ivy sighed. "I know, Mom. I'll do my best." "Good. Remember, we're doing this for the family," Mrs. Rose said, ending the call. Elsewhere, in a dimly lit room, an unfamiliar voice spoke into a phone. "Did you know she was pregnant?" "Yes, she’s pregnant by her contract husband. It wasn’t a real marriage; it was all a contract," a man replied, his tone casual. After listening to the person on the other end, he ended the call and sat back, a contemplative look on his face.

I said, and he exhaled a chuckle. "Rogers, we have to perfect our little actings in secret to get real in public. You're my wife, billionaire Michael Smith's wife. Now, I'm gonna have to massage your shoulders," he said, and this time, he gave me a gaze I'd never seen. It was all an act, I wouldn't let anyone get that close to me, even if it was only an act. "It's against the contract," I said, trying to turn away from his room.

"No, Lulu. I won't let you meet Damien again." "You can't forbid me." "I'm your husband." "It's just a contract!" The words came out before I could stop them. The room suddenly felt very silent. "Contract," he repeated softly. I bit my lip. I had hurt him. I could see it from the way he clenched his fists at his sides, but I couldn't take back my words. Because it was the truth. This marriage was just a contract. Nothing more. "Then handle your own problem. I don't care," he said.

He exclaimed, and I got curious. “What?” “I'm shocked at how this contract made you fall in love. I told you you would. I told you you would fall for her. Your marriage was a deal and now you—you fell for her!”