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After hearing all this, Ophelia smiled happily.
The love story of Sharon and Thomas was indeed sweet and touching.
Ophelia could tell from Sharon’s tone that she was grinning while recounting the stories.
Ophelia pondered, ‘This silly beauty hasn’t realized she’s already head over heels in love.
‘She probably hasn’t noticed that Thomas has been interested in her from the start.’
Sharon asked, “What should I do? I’m feeling so weird right now Elia, how did you feel when you and your husband got married?”
Ophelia was slightly surprised, thinking, ‘Me and Kenneth?‘
“We…” Ophelia was momentarily at a loss for words. She asked, “Do we have to go in person to get the marriage license?
Ophelia never considered this matter before.
She wasn’t sure if she got the license with Kenneth.
Sharon said, “Of course! You must go in person to get the license. I’ve seen people treat it like a big ceremony, wearing veils and everything. Thomas even prepared one for me, but I thought it was strange and didn’t wear it.
“You also have to read the wedding vows; you wouldn’t believe it. Thomas nearly bit his tongue while saying them…”
Ophelia chatted with Sharon for a bit longer.
After hanging up, Ophelia stood up and went to the study.
It wasn’t long before Noah, who was napping downstairs, heard the noise of construction.
Following the stairs up, he saw the study door wide open, the room a complete mess, with books scattered all over and drawers in utter chaos.
Noah shouted, “Holy crap, we’ve been robbed! You daring thief! How dare you steal in broad daylight?”
Gathering his courage, Noah entered the study and saw Ophelia sitting on the gray shaggy rug, facing a dark gray safe that was taller than her by a head.
“Ophelia? What are you looking for? If you want something, why don’t you just call Kenneth?” asked Noah.
He couldn’t understand the source of the renovation noise.
Ophelia remained silent, clutching a large power drill. As soon as she plugged it in and gently squeezed the trigger, the drill bit spun at high speed, producing a deafening “buzz.”
Noah was stunned and said, “You know you might set off the safe’s alarm system like that…”
Ophelia turned her head slightly, looking at a tangled mess of black wires on the floor and the alarm system.
She said, “Already disarmed
Her voice was calm, and she looked expressionless, like a mischievous little devil.
Noah swallowed hard and quickly went downstairs to call Kenneth.
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He said, “Kenneth, your wife is about to tear the house apart! You need to come back, quick!”
In no time, Kenneth rushed back to Rosewood Manor, where Ophelia had already tidied up the study.
Only a dismantled safe lay helplessly on the ground.
Ophelia sat at the desk, searching for the model of the safe, and planning to buy a new one.
Kenneth didn’t even change his shoes. He went straight upstairs. Seeing Ophelia sitting there unharmed, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Kenneth slowly approached Ophelia and carefully pushed aside the strands of hair on her forehead to check her injury. Only after examining it did his gaze fall on the dismantled safe.
He asked, “What are you looking for?”
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“The marriage certificate!” Ophelia looked up at Kenneth, filled with grievance. She shouted, “Kenneth, don’t tell me that for over half a year, we’ve been a couple without a license!”
She nearly blurted out that not only in the past six months, but in fact, they had never had a marriage certificate at all. This possibility had never crossed her mind.
During their previous divorce, Ophelia had drafted a divorce agreement and assumed it was done once Kenneth signed it.
It wasn’t until earlier, when Ophelia looked online, that she realized that both parties must personally handle the process, whether it was getting married or divorced, at the authoritative office.
Kenneth leaned against the desk, trapping Ophelia in front of him.
He acknowledged his mistake with a surprisingly good attitude.
He said, “I was wrong, my dear Ophelia.”
Hearing his magnetic and tender voice, Ophelia was captivated.
His apology was surprising, and his earnest attitude was unexpected.
Ophelia looked at Kenneth with an odd expression, and her earlier aggressive demeanor instantly vanished.
Kenneth remarked, “Pick a day.”
Ophelia asked, “What?”
“Pick a date to get our license,” he said, leaning closer. His eyes were affectionate and sincere.
Ophelia wrapped her arms around his neck, staring right at Kenneth with a charming yet sly look.
She stated, “Alright, until we apply for our license, we’ll sleep in separate rooms. No sharing a room until we’re married.”
Hearing this, Kenneth turned serious and frowned instantly. He refused, “No way.“.
His voice turned icy, leaving no room for negotiation.
Ophelia said, “Mr. Sinclair, living together like a couple without a license is not acceptable!”
She even called Kenneth “Mr. Sinclair“!
Kenneth raised an eyebrow with an openly arrogant attitude.
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Ophelia asked, “Is that the way you apologize? You kept me uninformed. If I didn’t ask you about it, when were you going to tell me? Were you planning to just avoid it forever?”
Ophelia let go of his neck, the smile disappearing from her face
Kenneth stood up straight and untied his tie.
“In my heart, we are already married. I transferred all my assets to you when you acknowledged being my wife. Without you, I have nothing. I’m basically working for you, and now you want us to sleep in separate rooms?” Kenneth asked.
Ophelia was shocked.
Seeing her expression, Kenneth glanced at the safe.
Kenneth asked, “Didn’t you see?”
Ophelia was so focused on finding the marriage certificate that she didn’t even pay attention to what was written on those other documents.
She pondered, ‘Is he out of his mind?
‘He gave everything to me, so what would he do now?
‘Did he give those items to me as a wedding gift?‘
“Now you know? So, aside from sleeping in separate rooms, I’ll agree to anything you want.” Kenneth’s voice softened as he looked at Ophelia with adoration. It seemed that all he wanted was her.
With Kenneth looking at her like that, Ophelia was charmed.
She said, “No touching me until we get our marriage license.” She had to set some boundaries.
“Not even if we just cuddle?” Kenneth asked, looking quite pitiful
“You know what I’m talking about!” Ophelia said.
Kenneth was just trying to persuade her.
“Alright, I see. You call the shots,” Kenneth said and gently ruffled Ophelia’s hair. Then he whispered, “When you need me, I’ll give it my all.”
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