Secret Contract Wife

Close the door. I need you to sit down before I say this, because I watched your face when I mentioned the contract last time and I need a few seconds of warning before we get there again. I had my attorney review the full document last night. There is a clause on page eleven. Cohabitation continuity clause. If we have spent more than ninety combined nights at the same residence — which we have, because of the Busan trip and your apartment flooding in March — the contract cannot be dissolved without a joint filing that goes through probate court. Public record. My grandfather's rival finds out this marriage was a paper arrangement, I lose everything we did this for. So do you. I am not panicking. I want to be clear about that. What I am doing is sitting across from you in your office trying to decide whether to be angry that neither of us read page eleven, or to be honest about the fact that part of me is not entirely sorry. Which one do you want me to be?