Chapter 3
The room suddenly fell silent, and the expressions on the three faces weren’t pleasant.
Jocelyn’s face showed a rare hint of panic as she walked toward me, seemingly wanting to explain something.
Just then, my phone rang.
I pulled it out and saw a reminder text from the Civil Affairs Bureau about our appointment tomorrow morning at eight to get our marriage certificate.
I was stunned for a moment before remembering it was Susan Hall.
We hadn’t contacted each other since that phone call.
I assumed she was just kidding back then–marriage isn’t a small matter, after all.
But unexpectedly, she had made an appointment at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and it was scheduled for tomorrow morning at eight. Why was she in such a hurry?
I couldn’t help recalling how she had sweetly called me “husband” on the phone that day, and my ears began to heat up again.
Jocelyn glimpsed the message content and sighed with relief. “Oscar, I know you’re just saying these things because I’ve been neglecting you lately. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely be on time for our appointment tomorrow.”
Then, noticing the medicine bag in my hand, she took my hand and softened her tone. “Were you really sick? I thought you were lying.
Chapter 3
I wonder if after all these years, she’s still the same as before…That night, I enjoyed the best sleep I’d had in a long time.
When I woke up in the morning, the thought of seeing the little girl who used to follow me around years ago–and that we were going to get our marriage license–made me inexplicably nervous. I almost arrived late as a result.
However, as soon as I reached the civil affairs bureau, I saw Jocelyn, dolled up excessively, pushing Hugo in his wheelchair.
She looked me up and down, eyeing my suit with contempt before letting out a scornful laugh. “Seems like you’re taking this marriage license thing quite seriously, cleaning yourself up nicely!”
She then pulled out a document from her bag. “But before we get the license, sign this agreement first.”
I frowned, about to tell her that she wasn’t the one I was getting married to, but she had already forced the agreement into my arms, adding, “I’m only thinking about our future happiness. This way, you can’t say I took advantage of you later!”
Hugo chimed in from the side: “That’s right, bro. Jocelyn stayed up all night working on this agreement. She even consulted Mom to make sure you wouldn’t feel it was unfair!”
Not wanting to argue with them in public, I bit back my anger and glanced at the agreement,
That one glance was enough to make me laugh sarcastically.
[Agreement 1: After marriage, Oscar must treat the child in Jocelyn’s womb as his own, assume parental responsibilities, and pay no less than 10,000 yuan monthly for child support.]
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