As they stepped out, Marcus swiftly took Melissa's marriage certificate. Sylvia kept quiet, watching. Melissa, sliding into the car, protested, "Hey, that's mine! Give it back!"

Glancing at the certificate, Marcus replied coolly, "Relax. I'll keep it safe."

Helplessly, Melissa imagined Marcus’ future bossiness.

He seemed intent on controlling everything.

Oddly, Melissa didn't find it repulsive. Instead, she felt a sense of belonging.

She gazed at Marcus with trust and affection in her eyes.

Catching her glance, Marcus grinned and then started up the car.

In a cheery mood, he cranked up the music.

Grabbing Melissa's hand, he teased, "Mrs. Fowler, it's time to get me a ring."

Melissa sighed softly. "But I only have around a hundred grand in my account!"

Marcus glanced at her. "That's plenty for a ring!"

He whisked Melissa off to a shopping mall, where he seemed to have a ring already picked out. Simple yet classy, it was surprisingly affordable, just around ten grand.

After Melissa paid, Marcus eagerly handed it over.

“Come on, put it on for me!"

Indulging Marcus had become Melissa's habit. She glanced at him before gently sliding the ring onto his finger, feeling a wave of emotion.

This moment brought back memories of their past.

Once deeply in love, they had drifted apart due to misunderstandings.

But now, they were married!

Melissa's eyes brimmed with affection, unmistakable to him.

Marcus pulled her close, kissing her passionately, oblivious to the stares around them.