Unfolding it revealed their marriage certificate, a document that told the tale of their shared journey.
Laura was entranced, her gaze lingering on the intricate details of their commitment.
Everything was just so perfectly beautiful.
Laura found herself captivated, momentarily forgetting the cotton candy in her grasp. Edwin observed her with tender eyes, radiating an indescribable warmth.
In the past, Edwin had harbored impure motives, but the moment he became serious and committed to her, an unbreakable bond formed.
He refused to surrender, and he wouldn’t allow Laura to relinquish their connection either.
Acknowledging his own domineering nature, Edwin realized that Laura, his endearing girl, held onto only memories of his kindness while letting go of past wounds.
He believed such an innocent little thing was more suited to be his cherished companion, a notion reflected in the endearing term, “Mrs. Evans.”
As Laura concluded her contemplation of the document, she raised her eyes to meet Edwin’s gaze, shyly sitting upright and avoiding direct eye contact.
Edwin chuckled softly, the sound carrying an affectionate undertone.
Thirty minutes later, they pulled into the villa that Mark had acquired years ago.
Early spring had cast its spell on the yard, coaxing tender, green leaves from the trees.
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Laura stepped out of the car, drawn to the budding leaves, unable to resist touching them. Edwin, ever playful, teased her about potential tiny worms, and she instinctively retreated into his embrace.
Lowering his head, he affectionately nuzzled her nose, jesting, “Afraid of little worms but not the big one-always eager to see it.”
Having spent some time with him, Laura was gradually unraveling the complexities of relationships.
Edwin’s banter took her by surprise, and her face flushed red, leaving her momentarily speechless.
At the entrance, Mark stood with arms akimbo.
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Amidst his culinary preparations, he had taken a break and caught sight of his son teasing little Laura. Though he couldn’t hear their conversation, it seemed less than proper.
Mark took a drag of his cigarette.
“Dinner’s served! You shouldn’t be out in this cold. Aren’t you concerned about her health? Is that the best boyfriend act you’ve got?
I thought I raised you better.”
Edwin, unabashed and with his arm draped around Laura’s shoulder, boldly declared, “I’m her husband! We’re married now!”
Unfazed by the potential spectacle, Edwin boldly showcased their marriage certificate to his father, wearing his pride like a badge.
Mark observed the scene for a while, genuinely surprised.