33 Times Cancelled the Marriage Registration Novel – Five years after our wedding, Kingsley and I still hadn’t gotten our marriage certificate. Today was the celebration party for his company’s IPO. It was also the tenth night I had pulled an all-nighter for the research that made his IPO possible.
I was exhausted and almost fainted at the party. But Kingsley never spared me a glance. He was too busy coaxing Mira, who had no appetite, to eat. Many of our colleagues sighed and shook their heads, their eyes filled with pity. After the celebration party, Kingsley and I were supposed to go to the city hall and get our marriage certificate.
But once again, he went back on his words. “Mira has been under too much stress from work lately. Her depression is acting up. I’m taking her out to relax. “Don’t come with us. It would make Mira more stressful. “We’ll reschedule the registration. You’ve waited five years, so a few more days won’t make a difference.” With that, Kingsley hurriedly carried Mira into the car without waiting for my reaction.
Before the car door was closed, Mira stuck out her tongue at me. “Sorry, Emelia. Don’t be mad at him.” In the past, I would have argued with Kingsley, questioning him, “Who do you think is under more pressure, her or me? And who is your wife?” But this time, I only nodded and said, “Sure. Have fun.” Kingsley was stunned.
But soon, he returned to his indifference. “Good. At least you’re not making a scene. As compensation, I’ll bring you a gift tonight.” Before the car drove off, Mira took out a box of snacks from her bag and started eating. Kingsley smiled, patiently waited for her to finish, and even wiped the crumbs from the corner of her mouth. Kingsley was a neat freak and wouldn’t allow me to eat in his car, fearing that I would make a mess.
Once I worked overnight and was starving and had stomach cramps. I tried to eat a piece of bread in his car, but he threw it out the window. Kingsley said with disdain, “What are you, a child? Eating in the car—do you think that’s cute?” But it turned out Kingsley was a neat freak only when I was the one in his car.