All Chapters of MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Third person's point of viewAs the sun began to set over the horizon, the sky turned into a beautiful mix of orange, pink and purple. The gentle breeze blew through the trees, making the leaves rustle in unison. In the distance, the sound of birds chirping could be heard. It was a serene evening, and it was perfect for the couple that sat on the blanket in the park.Alivia and Joseph had been dating for almost two months now, and they were madly in love with each other. They enjoyed spending time together, and this evening was no exception. They had brought along a bottle of wine, some cheese and crackers, and were enjoying a picnic in the park.As the sun started to set, Alivia snuggled closer to Joseph. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer. They looked into each other's eyes, and it was as if the world around them had disappeared. In that moment, it was just the two of them.Without saying a word, Alivia leaned in and kissed Joseph. It was a soft, gentle kiss at firs

Christiana's point of viewAs soon as the ink dried on their contract marriage, the fights between Emily and Eric began. At first, it was small things - leaving the toilet seat up or not doing the dishes - but it quickly escalated into something much bigger.Emily had always dreamed of finding love and starting a family, but when her parents died and she was left with no financial support, she found herself at a loss. That's when Eric, a wealthy businessman, proposed a contract marriage. He needed a wife to maintain his image, and she needed financial stability. It seemed like a win-win situation, but the reality was much different.Emily couldn't stand the way Eric treated her like a business transaction. He was cold and distant, and she couldn't shake the feeling that he only saw her as a means to an end. And Emily, for his part, resented the fact that he had to be tied down to someone he didn't love.Their fights were explosive. They screamed and shouted at each other, each blaming

Christiana’s point of viewAs I walked out of the courthouse, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief mixed with sadness. My marriage of approximately a year was officially over. It was a broken marriage that had been slowly falling apart for years, but it was still difficult to accept that it was truly over.I thought about all the things that had led us to this point. The fights that we couldn't resolve, the lies that we told each other, the trust that we lost. We were two people who were in love, but did not want to stay together, but we stayed together for the sake of their needs. It was a mistake that we both made, but we couldn't undo it now.I walked down the street, lost in thought, and memories flooded back to me. The first time we met, the way he made me laugh, the way he held me when I was sad. But those happy memories were tainted by the memories of our fights, the hurtful words that we said to each other, and the tears that we shed.I realized that we had both changed

Tiger's point of viewI sat alone in our old apartment, staring at the empty space where my wife's belongings used to be. It had been months since she had left, but the pain of her absence still lingered.Our divorce had been messy and painful, with bitter arguments and hurtful words exchanged on both sides. In the end, we had decided that it was better to part ways - but that didn't make the loss any easier to bear.I missed her in so many ways. I missed the sound of her laughter, the feel of her hand in mine, the way she always knew just what to say to make me feel better.But most of all, I missed the sense of belonging that came with being with her. Even in our darkest moments, there had always been a sense of comfort and safety that came from knowing that we were in it together.Now, that sense of belonging was gone. I felt adrift and alone, like a ship lost at sea.I tried to fill the void with work and other distractions, but nothing seemed to bring me the same sense of fulfill

Third person’s point of viewAs she sat alone in her apartment, staring out the window at the bustling city below, Christiana could not help but feel a deep sense of loneliness. It was not a feeling that was unfamiliar to her - in fact, it seemed to be a constant companion lately.She had always been a fiercely independent woman, confident in her abilities and unafraid to take on the world. But as she got older, she could not help but feel that something was missing from her life. She had plenty of friends, a successful career, and a comfortable lifestyle, but none of it seemed to fill the void that was growing inside her.As she watched couples holding hands and families strolling by, she couldn't help but feel a pang of envy. She longed for someone to share her life with, someone to come home to at the end of the day and talk about her day with. But the older she got, the harder it seemed to find someone who understood her, who shared her values and passions.Moreover, that someone