Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Pearl rolled her eyes at Richard. It was all part of the gradual process, bound to happen sooner or later. Being nervous ahead of time wasn't a big deal. "Of course not. I'll give you the most spectacular wedding," Richard assured her.

Pearl wasn't impressed by the grandeur. Even though she had control of his money now, she still felt hesitant to spend it. "Don't go overboard," she snorted. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"How can you say that? My wife deserves the best," Richard whispered in her ear. "Tell me, what kind of wedding dress do you like?"

"Number 36, number 36!"

The announcement from the staff interrupted their conversation.

They tidied up their clothes and held hands as they walked in.

As they walked out of the marriage bureau with their certificates, Pearl hadn't fully grasped the reality of being a married woman.

I feel like I've aged ten years right after getting the marriage certificate?" Pearl expressed her exasperation. Being married and being single were vastly different. She didn't want to be addressed as 'Mrs.' just yet. After all, she was only twenty-four, in the prime of her life. She couldn't stand

said, "Nah, you'll always be

as a kid sounded off to Pearl. She looked at his smug

always been serious and composed, rarely cracking a smile. How

the Richard I know?" Pearl blurted out, unable to

wiped the grin off his face. "What's wrong? Do I

like you

the jackpot wouldn't be enough to make

inwardly. Was he always

is worth celebrating." Feeling her warmth

"Stop reminding me that I'm

wifey,"