Marriage Certificate

The next day, before Phoebe could wake up, a cold hand pulled her from the blankets.

She gasped, her eyes flying open to see his handsome face looming close.

"Wha...what's wrong?"

"Get dressed quickly. I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

As she watched him walk away, Phoebe fell into deep thought. What was he planning?

After a sleepless night, she had finally dozed off around six in the morning. She had intended to sleep in, but now she felt wide awake.

Quickly dressing and tidying herself, she left her room.

The car cruised along the highway.

Inside, Phoebe sat nervously, while Alexander drove silently.

His silence put enormous pressure on her.

She fidgeted with her clothes, sneaking glances at him. His tightly pressed lips and cold, serious expression made her breath uneven.

Where was he taking her?

She wanted to ask, but looking at him made her hesitant.

They drove in silence until they finally stopped.

Without a glance back, he exited the car. Phoebe blinked in surprise for half