“Officially Mrs Wilson,” Izabelle chanted as she held their red marriage card as they both held hands coming out of the civil affairs bureau where they had just registered their marriage. Yeah, you read right. They were officially husband and wife in the eyes of the law. “Go in, wife.” Getting to the parking lot of the bureau, Marcel opened the front seat door for Izabelle, and smiling cheekily, she got into the car and closed the door while Marcel turned around to get into the driver's seat.“Are you sure we made the right decision by registering our marriage before we had a proper wedding? I feel like the people around us are going to be angry when they find out that we got married without their notice. Rosie, Ruby, Grandfather, your parents. They’re going to be angry,” Izabelle said out her worries to him. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’re adults and can make our own decisions. They’re not going to say anything, okay? It’s our decision. Besides, it’s not as if we aren’t going to h
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