'There is one more minute.'

The office agent snickered as if he was looking at a fool. "One minute!!?" He started laughing sarcastically.

That one minute was nothing to him but her. Before the office agent could waste time and come up with new rules, Anya fished her identity card and slammed it on the table.

Crossing her legs, Anya leaned back on the chair, watching the office agent's smile freeze. She knew to use her powers when required.

The office agent quickly got to work. He didn't wish to step into the precinct. "Please call your boyfriend." His voice barely knocked her ears due to his nervousness.

"He will be here in a moment. I will fill out the forms." Her response was cold to the bones. She looked like she was going on a killing spree where she didn't need a heart.

Alvin arrived shortly. After receiving the signed application, the office agent looked at Alvin sitting uneasily on the chair and aloof Anya "Are you sure you two would like to register your marriage?"

Of course, they were certain. He was the one she ever loved and she was the one who he couldn't lose. It's just that, it was hard to sit with the pain between the legs and the other one was grumpy.

The duo just stared at the man who awkwardly laughed and sent them to take a picture.

Krystle and Linus looked at each other. Anya was excited before reaching the bureau, Krystle couldn't get the intense air between the two as if they signed each other's death warrant.

...

The middle-aged cameraman entered the room, looking at his camera, "Congratulations on your new life together. Please remove your coats if any." He calmly instructed them while adjusting his camera.

Then he lifted his head and saw the good-looking couple. A tall and gorgeous man looked cold at first sight and the slender lady was elegant and confident. However, he smiled looking at their eyes filled with bliss.

"Haa.. This is what is called a match made in heaven. Now give your best smile to the camera."

'A match made in heaven? Rather, a match made in the library?' Anya instinctively thought and smiled to herself, forgetting her mood.

Despite the pain between his legs, Alvin glanced at the woman next to him who had a pleasing smile. He wrapped his hand around her shoulder and pulled her closer as a tender smile appeared on his face.

"Lovely." The cameraman said and left the small studio room.

Anya came out of her trance and shrugged Alvin's hand, showing him that she was still angry. However, before she could walk away, he embraced her.

Without the overcoat to keep her warm, his arms were the perfect nest to snuggle in. But her grumpy mood wasn't letting her melt into his arms and stood like a statue.

They were just away from a seal on their marriage certificate to be called a husband and wife. Strange anticipation with nervousness surfaced in her heart.

She didn't mind having fights, or arguments with him, but they were still like people from the two worlds. Will they be able to take on everything positively?

She might change her job in the future but she wasn't ready to give up her career. Even if she earns less than one percent of his income, she wants to be financially independent.

She wondered if he would ever ask her to focus on the family by leaving her job. After all, she wouldn't be able to contribute to the family financially. He has supported her so far with her job, she hoped he could be the same.

Unwilling to get away from his arms, Anya pulled herself away from his arms. She wanted to give him cold treatment for a long time without forgiving him.

Unwilling to let her away from his arms, Alvin snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her to his arms. If she speaks, cries, or scolds, she will cool down. Or else she will avoid him. The best method is to irritate her to get her emotions out.

Anya was ready to push him away but she closed her eyes when his lips landed on her forehead, melting her instantly. She already punished him, didn't she? Should she hug him back?

Anya gave into her heart and punched his back as she wrapped her arms around his waist, and buried herself in his arms. Or maybe she should merge herself with him.

"I am still angry." She mumbled, sensing his smile without looking at him.

Alvin's smile broadened. If there exists anyone who could understand him, it would be his Little Donut, his wife.

"Yes, you are." He teased her. "Very angry."

"I am really angry. I haven't forgiven you yet." Anya argued, pulling her head away to face him.

Alvin tightened his arms around her, almost squeezing her. He hummed, kissing her forehead, "Don't forgive me."

Anya pouted seeing him not taking her seriously. So she threatened, "Do you want another gift? A marriage gift perhaps."

Alvin almost choked on his spit at her words. He controlled his urge to pull his legs together. He was feeling glad about the reducing pain but his wife seemed to be set on making him disabled soon.

He gently caressed her head and coaxed her sweetly, "Little Donut, you need it too."

Well, Anya didn't know the pleasure game other than hearing about it. So she shook her head, getting away from his arms, "No, I don't need it." And she sweetly added, "We already have a baby."

Alvin: ".."

He couldn't believe she so naively said it. She just nullified the purpose of manhood.

Does his Goofball know how many couples separate for not having enough physical intimacy between them?

His bedroom to-do list for his wife added a new item, making it a total of two.

One: Payback for seducing him.

Two: Teach her the purpose of his member.

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"Mr. & Mrs. Alvin Matthews, here are your marriage certificates."

While Alvin had a sexy smirk on his face, Anya's hand paused hearing how she was addressed. It was overwhelming. She was Ms. Owen till a few minutes ago. Her mind was exploding with numerous thoughts.

Collecting her marriage certificate, she saw Alvin opening his certificate. She swiftly snatched Alvin's marriage certificate from his hand before he could take a good look at it.

"Little Donut.." He wanted his marriage certificate. He didn't choose his parents or grandparents to be his family and they never accepted him.

The first time he chose somebody to be with him, she will be his family. So the marriage certificate was more precious than the artifacts and antiques he collects.

"I am not giving it to you." Anya declined and ran out. "I won't let you fool me again." She wouldn't give him a chance to deceive her again.

Alvin strode behind her grabbing their jackets. "Little Donut, keep your certificate. I want mine."historical

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Linus thanked the office agent and took his confused girlfriend out of the office to see the two running around the car bantering with each other.

Krystle stood with arms akimbo, watching the two, "I heard marriage is for the mature and responsible." And the newly married couple were bantering over the marriage certificates.

Linus was glad Anya was tolerant, merciful, and understanding of his brother. If her anger had driven her, he feared hearing breakup or something similar.

He watched the couple argue childishly and turned to Krystle who was still speechless. He went close and whispered, "Are we all set to slay the party tomorrow?"

Krystle was excited to appear with him publicly for the first time. However, she got another reason to party, "Let's celebrate tonight for my girl's happiness." Krystle cheered, planning to get hammered with Anya.

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On the other end,

"Little Donut, I won't do it again. Return my certificate." Alvin demanded, going around the car.

Anya circled the car without getting to his hand, "No, I don't believe you. I will keep these safe." and away from his reach.

Alvin came up with another tactic, "Alright, let me take a look at it."

Anya refused to give, without falling for his tricks, "You are still trying to fool me. Now forget about the certificates." Saying it Anya ran towards the road.

"Little Donut.." Alvin called her, seeing her running on her heels. He ran behind her to stop before she trips and does something to herself.