A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Chapter 7

After breakfast, Silas and Calliope headed to the county clerk's office.

The marriage certificate was in their hands in no time.

"Uncle Silas, I know you're busy. Now that we've got the marriage certificate, you can head back to work. I need to visit home," Calliope said as they stepped out of the office.

"Uncle Silas?" Silas raised an eyebrow, a flicker of annoyance crossing his strikingly handsome face. Calliope caught on quickly and corrected herself, "Silas?"

What should she call him now?

They were married, but it was only a marriage of convenience. Calling him "honey" felt awkward, and "Uncle Silas" was definitely out of the question since she had called him that because of Gideon. She wasn't his niece, after all.

She glanced up to gauge Silas's reaction. Luckily, he didn't comment further.

"Want a ride?" he offered as they reached the car.

"No need, I'll grab a cab," Calliope said quickly. "You don't have to worry about me."

to your home?" Silas asked, his chiseled features

fine. I'll manage

doing more than enough by marrying her. She didn't want to trouble

was, saving him hadn't been some grand act of heroism- it had been instinct.

small flicker of guilt settled in her

...

furrowed her

"After all, there was that huge fiasco at yesterday's wedding. Calliope loves Gideon so much, she must have been forced into this! There's

someone she can just toy with. What if she got caught up in the moment and now she's set her sights on him? Someone like Mr. Myers isn't easy to

Lisette's eyes deepened.

supposed to be hers. Calliope couldn't just swoop in and take him. He was the man she had spent years trying to win over. She had worked tirelessly through the Jewell family's company, hoping to get closer to him, yet despite all her efforts, Silas had never even glanced her way. She

then, the room shifted as

eyes turned to

had been on the phone,

eyes flickered with anger

through emails on his

Jewell, absentmindedly fingering a strand of wooden prayer beads,

who had been