Elly Campbell glanced over to her shoulder, only to find this aloof and domineering man always so childishly playful in front of her.
To him, she was always different from others.
With that thought, the smile in Elly Campbell’s eyes deepened a little.
Seizing the moment while he was asleep, she couldn’t help but plant a kiss on his lips, like a cat sneaking a taste of cream, pecking him briefly before quickly retreating.
But the man was a step ahead of her, grabbing her head, his lips instantly homing in on hers, "One kiss isn’t enough, kiss me again."
Elly Campbell’s eyes widened as she looked at the man in front of her who should have been asleep but now was smirking triumphantly, as if he had won some prize. Recalling how she had just stolen a kiss, her face flushed with embarrassment and annoyance as she growled:
"Weren’t you asleep?"
"Now I’m really going to sleep."
Adam Jones pulled Elly Campbell into his arms, holding her as one would a pillow, and whispered by her ear, "I’ll sleep now, and you can keep stealing kisses."
Elly Campbell was both amused and exasperated by his childish behavior, and it took her a while to be sure that Adam Jones had truly fallen asleep.
Listening to the steady breathing by her side, and finding herself still held in his embrace, she didn’t move, as if she feared waking him, and simply let him hold her.
Fortunately, the car was spacious, so even with him holding her , it didn’t feel uncomfortable.
When the Bureau of Civil Affairs staff began their day, Elly Campbell still couldn’t bear to wake Adam Jones and wanted to let him sleep a little longer, but he woke up right on time.
He looked at his watch, a smile forming on his lips, as he took Elly Campbell’s hand, "Wife, let’s go, it’s time to get our marriage certificate."
Elly Campbell chuckled at him, then looked down at her hand in his. At the bottom of her eyes, a touch of moisture suddenly appeared.
Seven years earlier, they had also come here to get a marriage certificate.
Back then, their feelings were entirely different. She had seen the reluctance on his face, and even though she felt joy, his indifference had pushed her happiness away.
She thought that she would never have the day when he would happily take her hand and walk into the Bureau of Civil Affairs to get the red booklet that testified their legal marriage.
At this moment, Elly Campbell felt a mixture of excitement and disbelief.
As the Bureau of Civil Affairs staff arrived for work, they were all taken aback to see the high-profile man, acting like a giddy young boy, leading the wife whom he had announced on the Official Twitter to the office.
The staff, who had handled their divorce personally, recognized them immediately. Thus, when they saw Adam Jones declaring his ex-wife as "my lady" online, they wondered if the couple had reconciled privately.
Furthermore, both the Old Lady and the Jones Official Twitter had confirmed the "ex-wife’s" identity, solidifying their belief that the former spouses had indeed reconciled.
Now, seeing the couple hand-in-hand at the Bureau of Civil Affairs, it was obvious they were there to remarry.
The staff hurried to process their paperwork without any delay.
Upon leaving the Bureau of Civil Affairs, Adam Jones held onto their marriage booklet as though it was a precious treasure, gripping it tightly in his hand.
He would occasionally flip it open to look at the photos in the marriage certificate, his childishness rendering Elly Campbell speechless.
Seeing the same marriage certificate photo, Elly Campbell’s thoughts drifted to the marriage certificate she had treasured for three years—the photo on that certificate.