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But before I could say anything, Norman took my hand.
“Now that you’ve changed, let’s hurry,” he urged, his grip firm.
“If we’re any later, the doors might close.”
I was completely lost, my mind scrambling for answers.
“Close? What do you mean, close?”
Norman waved the agreement in his hand, a sly smile playing at the corners of his lips,
“I mean the civil affairs bureau, of course.”
From the moment I slid into the car to the moment we stepped into the Civil Affairs Bureau, my mind was a blur. Sitting across from the service window, the reality of what was happening began to sink in.
I never imagined I’d be here, marrying someone like Norman
It wasn’t just his power or ruthless ways but the fact that I barely knew him at all.
We were nothing more than strangers who shared one wild night.
As I thought about that night, my heart raced, and my face flushed with heat.
But did I really have any other choice?
I had already made up my mind to cut ties with Mathias completely. But Nathalia still wouldn’t let me go.
In fact, for her baseless accusations, Mathias had even planned to hand me over to Boss Liam’s bed.
I had been fortunate enough to escape this time, but what about the next?
Would luck still be on my side?
Would Norman still be there to pull
As the thought lingered in m
chance to secure my future.
- me.
me from the flames when danger loomed?
mind, it became clear that marrying Norman seemed like my only lifeline, my only
The pen in my hand grew heavier with each passing second
“Norman, what are you doing here?”
A young man approached Norman and greeted him warmly, but his expression shifted the moment he noticed
His eyes widened in surprise.
“Wait a second… isn’t this the girl you rushed into the fire to save that day?”
“I remember you even got a nasty wound on your back from that.”
My breath caught in my throat, and everything fell into place.
Norman had been the one to save me from that inferno… and he’d gotten hurt doing it.
The
young man’s gaze flicked between us, his excitement practically palpable as though he had just stumbled
upon a great secret.
“Norman, you really have some skills! You’ve only known her for a few days, and now you’re already at the
marriage registration office!”
“You don’t usually seem interested in beauty, which made us think you might have something else going on, but now it looks like you’ve had this planned all along!”
Norman finally lifted his gaze, his eyes narrowing
“Enough”
*If you scare her away, I’ll feed you to the wolves.”
The young man immediately zipped his lips, but the excitement still shone in his eyes.
“What do you mean ‘planning‘? I couldn’t help but ask
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Norman dismissed the question with a casual wave of his hand.
“It’s nothing.”
“He talks without thinking, just ignore him.”
As he spoke, he handed the signed form back to the staff, the motion smooth and purposeful.
As his hand moved, a fresh scent of fir wood wafted through the air, and I found myself inexplicably drawn to it.
Without fully realizing why, I felt my hand move, signing my name at the bottom of the form, each stroke of the
pen an unwelcome but inevitable act.
I handed it back, the sound of the paper sliding across the desk strangely final.
The steel stamp crashed down.
And just like that, I held a marriage certificate in my hands.
The small booklet felt heavier than I expected, its weight settling into the hollow of my chest. A strange calm washed over me.
lips.
It was the first time in years since my adoptive parents had passed away that I felt the faint stirrings of “home.”
Norman stood in front of me, his eyes like soft peach blossoms, and a playful smile tugged at the corner of his
“Regret it?”
His teasing words brushed against me like a cool breeze, but there was something else in his voice, a subtle
tremor I couldn’t ignore.
Was he… afraid?
“No.”
This time, I took the first step. My hand reached out, finding him, my gaze filled with unspoken hope.
“Do you know how?”
