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!

something Thalassa

as he pulled out the marriage certificate from his suit pocket, placing it into Thalassa's palm. "Handing it over to the wife for safekeeping," he said. His sudden use of "wife" made Thalassa's heart

it away. Instead, she gazed at

term had come so

was a mix of surprise and

being called "wife" by Lysander felt this

call her "wife,"

too heavy for you

to reality,

the certificate and quickly secured it. "You've always called me Thalassa. Suddenly changing it, I thought you were

one wife for me, and that's

deep gaze

red; she averted

to meet his, fearing

blushing and fluttering

be too apparent.

calling you something else?" Thalassa asked shyly, twiddling

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