Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 459 Wanting to Post to Instagram

Never did Elspeth think she would play into his hands in such a way. Seeing how pitiful he looked at this moment, she couldn't bring herself to say no however much she wanted to. "Alright, let's get our marriage license. That I promise you."

The instant Callum heard this, the hurt on his face vanished without a trace. "Well then, get out of bed and freshen up now. I'll be waiting for you downstairs in ten minutes," he said before standing up immediately without looking aggrieved in the slightest like when he bumped into the table while being dragged by Elspeth just now. Instead, he looked high-spirited, as if he were going to lead her up the aisle.

Elspeth suddenly felt that she had been tricked—and in an extraordinary way at that. For a moment, however, she couldn't think of anything else; she could only get dressed and wash up mechanically before getting changed and coming downstairs.

Noticing that she had no makeup on her face, Callum reminded her in a deep voice, saying, "We're getting our marriage license at the city hall today. Aren't you gonna put on some makeup?"

Only then did it occur to Elspeth that she seemed to have forgotten to do something. Looking at the man with displeasure, she retorted, "Why didn't you remind me just now? I thought we were just going to sign our names on some papers." Had he not asked her to come downstairs in ten minutes, she wouldn't have been so nervous as to forget to wear makeup.

"What's the big deal about that? My honey's a natural beauty who looks pretty whether she's got makeup on or not."

Elspeth rolled her eyes. "Since when did you become such a smooth talker… Wait a minute. Who let you call me 'honey'?" She never expected him to call her 'honey' so naturally and without any burden.

Callum pulled her into his arms right away before resting his chin on her shoulder. "Well, you'll be my honey in no time, no? Or if you don't like me to call you that, we can switch to another one. Hmm… What about Mrs. Winthrop?"

"W-Who told you that I'd like it?!" She broke free of his embrace as a scarlet blush crept over her face. Then, she quickly ran upstairs and closed the bedroom door.

It took her about half an hour to wear makeup that she was barely satisfied with before coming downstairs with some hesitation. To be honest, she felt somewhat uncertain about this. She hadn't thought about getting married at such a young age, so it was indeed a big challenge for her to choose to get married so soon.

Callum's lips curved slightly when he saw how Elspeth had pretty good-looking makeup on and had even purposely changed into a formal dress for the occasion. "You look beautiful today."

Elspeth's face reddened at his sudden compliment. "Alright, stop it. Let's get our marriage license." She still got a little shy at the mention of the words 'marriage license.'

Callum cast a sideways glance at her before teasing, "Do you have your birth certificate with you?"

She immediately took her birth certificate out of her pocket and waved it before him. "How can I possibly forget about such a thing?"

He suddenly bent down and gently kissed the corner of her mouth. "What a good girl." With that, he led her out by the hand.

The City Hall was just a stone's throw away from Elspeth's villa, so it took only 20 minutes to drive there.

The pair soon arrived at ‌the City Hall. As they stood at the entrance, Callum noticed that the woman next to him seemed still unprepared, so he reached out and squeezed her hand. "Don't worry."

Elspeth's heart skipped a beat. "I'm fine."

There was already a long line in the room. Other than the pair, whose faces had a hint of apprehension about them, everyone else was chatting and laughing cheerfully in a lovey-dovey manner.

Naturally, Callum was overwhelmed by such a relaxed and lively atmosphere. Seeing how nervous Elspeth looked beside him as though she were facing a formidable enemy, he couldn't help but ruffle her hair, saying, "Relax. We're just getting our marriage license, no?"

She retorted, "What? Don't tell me you're gonna just get our marriage license without having a wedding?" She gave him a dirty look. These are part of the step-by-step progress that will happen sooner or later, so there's nothing wrong with me getting nervous in advance, no?

"Of course not. I'll hold the grandest wedding for both of us, of course."

Elspeth couldn't care less whether their wedding would be grand or not. After all, now that his fortune had come into her hands, it would actually pain her to spend his money. She replied with a snort, "Don't make it too pompous."

"How could you call that pompous? I've got to give my wife the best of everything, of course," Callum whispered in her ear. "What kind of wedding dress do you prefer? You can tell me about it—"

"Number 36! Number 36, please!"

The staff member calling out the numbers in front of them successfully cut short their exchange of whispers. Subsequently, the pair briefly straightened their clothes and walked inside hand in hand.

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As they walked out of the city hall with their marriage license in hand, Elspeth had yet to recover from the fact that she was now a married woman. "Why do I feel like I'd aged ten years the instant we got our marriage license?" She was quite speechless. There was a big difference between being married and being single, and she really didn't want to be called 'madam.' After all, at only 24 years old, she was in the prime of her life, so how could she let the kids refer to her as an 'aunt'?

Callum seemed to notice her annoyance. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he said with a smile, "Who told you that? You'll always be a little girl in my heart."

'A little girl' sounds a bit over the top, no? Seeing the triumphant smile that had never appeared on the man's face before, Elspeth suddenly had the feeling that he had been substituted for an imposter. He had always been stony and serious, so how could he possibly smile so happily? She couldn't help but ask, "Have you been substituted or what?"

Callum immediately stopped smiling. "What's wrong? Do I look weird?"