After marrying my boss (Anna) novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333 Marriage Certificate

Despite that, I still did as he said. Now that Michael had become much more daring after I got through the first three months of pregnancy safely, he would have his way with me once almost every night. At some point, I even started to suspect if his body was made out of steel.

It was truly unbelievable how he could still look so energetic in the morning after going at it until midnight every day. On the other hand, I looked wrecked and tired whenever I woke up.

After washing up, I headed to the living room. There, Michael had long waiting for me. My eyes flickered at the rare sight of him in a completely grey casual outfit. Instead of looking cold and collected like he always did in his usual black and white suit, he appeared gentler and more approachable that moment.

“So, what is it? Why are you so secretive?”

I came over to his side and looked at him in utter curiosity. Hmm, he looks exceptionally handsome today!

“It’s a secret. You’ll know when we get there.”

Michael just curved his lips and gave me a seductive smile. In the next second, he strode toward me, held my hand, and interlocked our fingers together, causing my heart to involuntarily skip a beat.

The car moved toward a destination I was clueless about at a steady but quick pace. Despite that, I remained silent the entire journey, as I knew he wouldn’t tell me even if I asked him.

Approximately half an hour later, he finally stopped the car. As I took in our surroundings, I was even more confused upon realizing that we were on an unfamiliar street.

Out of curiosity, I swiveled my head around to look at him and asked, “Where are we? Why are we here?”

“Take a look at your left.”

Instead of revealing the answer directly, he raised his brows before smiling again.

Following his gaze, a building with two large words instantly came into my sight: City Hall. My heart started to pound wildly.

Could it be that…

“We’re here to get our marriage certificate?”

I shifted my gaze back to Michael a moment later, looking a bit unsure as I wondered whether I had guessed it wrongly.

Even though we had a wedding ceremony, I didn’t want to assume anything as he hadn’t mentioned getting the marriage certificate at all. After all, it was a common practice among the wealthy to prevent their wife from sharing their family possessions after a divorce.

Previously, I would still feel bothered by that. However, the more I thought of it, the more I realized that I should be grateful for Michael’s willingness to give me a wedding.

I had never hoped for him to agree to get a marriage certificate with me because I knew it was a wishful thought. Yet, it would be a lie to say I wasn’t excited when he suddenly brought me here.

“What else can we do in City Hall if it isn’t to register our marriage?”

Upon taking in my shocked expression, a grin crawled onto his face, and adoration filled his dark eyes.

Once again, my heart trembled at his firm reply. As I gazed at his smiling face, I opened my mouth, trying to say something but found myself at a loss for words. In reality, I could barely conceal my excitement at that point.

Instantly, my mood was elevated. An unprecedented excitement surged in me as I took my ID card and household registry.

Michael then said with an affectionate smile, “We better head in before the staff gets off work.”

Thus, both of us went into City Hall together. At first, I thought we had to spend a long time waiting for our turns, but apparently, time was money for him. The moment we stepped into the building, someone welcomed us instantly and led us in, saving us from the fate of queueing up.

My heart was pounding the entire time when the staff stamped the certificate after we signed it. By the time he handed us the certificate respectfully, I was still doubting myself, thinking that everything that happened that day was a dream.

Did I marry Michael for real? How can this be? I must be dreaming! Yes, it has to be a dream!

I couldn’t snap myself out of my daze for quite some time as I clasped the marriage certificate tightly in my hands. I didn’t even realize that we had arrived home.

Michael then parked the car and leaned closer to me. His eyes traced my line of sight before falling on the certificate as well. With a smile, he asked, “Are you done staring? What is so interesting about the marriage certificate that you have to glue your eyes on it throughout the journey?”

I must have looked very disoriented in his eyes at that moment, and he couldn’t help but chuckle.

Only when his voice rang in my ears did I come to my senses. I jolted awake and turned my head, only to meet his dark eyes instantly.

“Well, can’t I bask in the excitement for a while?”

His tease made me blush in embarrassment. Indeed, it was merely a marriage certificate that every married couple would own, but I just couldn’t help grinning like a dummy when I finally got one.