After dinner, Joshua and Rosalind took their leave. David went to settle the bill, and the bodyguards dispersed. In the private room, only Thalassa and Lysander were left.

Thalassa didn't rush off; instead, she sat back down and extended her hand toward Lysander.

Lysander glanced at her outstretched hand, his voice low and resonant with a hint of curiosity, "Hmm?"

It was a tone of inquiry.

"Let me keep our marriage certificate," Thalassa said. "So no one can flaunt it in front of others again."

There was a hint of teasing in her last remark.

During the meal with Joshua, Thalassa had resisted asking Lysander why, having only gotten their marriage license that morning, Joshua and Rosalind already knew about their marriage by the afternoon. And why had Lysander even invited them over for a celebratory drink?

It must be because Lysander hadn't kept the marriage certificate at home and ended up showing it to Joshua and Rosalind.

Alaric and Hertha had waited a couple of days after getting their license to tell her, their best friend.

Yet Lysander, more impatient than Hertha, had informed Joshua on the very first day and even hosted a celebration!

Thalassa hadn't

he pulled out the marriage certificate from his suit pocket, placing it into Thalassa's palm. "Handing it over to the

put it away. Instead, she gazed at Lysander, still immersed in the

term had come so

mix of surprise and blissful

being called "wife" by Lysander felt this dizzyingly

"wife," as they were married now, officially husband

for you to hold?" Lysander teased,

back to

the certificate and quickly secured it. "You've always called

for me, and that's you. Who else

deep gaze made

red;

unable to meet

blushing and fluttering

be too apparent.

I also start calling you something else?" Thalassa

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