Registering Marriage

“Where are we going?” Yuriel asked curiously, looking out the window. It was the first time she had come out after a month in Aleandro’s confinement.

“You’ll know later,” replied Aleandro, pulling her closer away from the window because the sun was too hot through the window pane. He rested Yuriel’s head on his shoulder.

Yuriel pursed her lips in a pout and was still in Aleandro’s arms. Today, Aleandro was off from work and was taking her somewhere. Even though he was on vacation, Aleandro couldn’t be separated from his work. His gaze focused on the gadget without speaking, making Yuriel bored. An hour later, a luxury Rolls-Royce pulled up in a building.

“Why did you take me to the Civil Affairs Bureau?” Yuriel turned to look at Aleandro in surprise after reading the name of the building.

Aleandro stroked her head warmly and smiled faintly. “Didn’t you say you wanted us to get married?”

“Really? Why did I forget, huh?” Yuriel muttered.

“You asked for it, so why did you forget?” Aleand