Mr. President Contracted Marriage

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family made us go through hell years ago. I was still younger but I can never forget the painful s

e couldn't do much about the situation. Luckily for our family, I got a

and laugh over it. Even as that hope kept overflowing in our

sion to get married to that same family. What w

s going to take but still I was determined to do it for the sake of

predicament. One thing was certain though. Even if he didn't have

there and barely thirty minutes later, I got a call

larksville family. Perhaps, I would have accepted

her had just one hour before he would be taken to the gallows,

arlier on, had come to my of

end the heir of the

lapsed or else your brother would not only die but your who

acrifice to save my brother even if it means

l, I don't want to spoil other people's lives just to make mi

to Jason Clarksville, I swallowed

my head down and eyes filled with reluct

e contract... to sav

s waiting for me... to c{me back and beg him. And that wa

ely, it

a few hours. I still can't believe I was going

ing, can we get along? I don't have

my thoughts. I raised my head to see the devilishly hand

the office that would change my li

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ffairs office holding my marriage certificate in my hand. I k

ahead. All that was needed was our signatures and photos taken. If n

es? That was where the problem came from. I could neither smile or even fake a genuine smiling face.

t was after Mr. Grumpy pants, who I found out was Jason Clarksville,

Not just married but I was married to the son of the Cla

st minute, I wouldn't have to marry him in order to re

art was filled with anger, finding the right words to

laying my mother's name. Fortunately it wasn't a video call

om

rimes he was accused of and the real culprit had

ould the culprit be found so soon? Within an h

his just to make me

that p