David Locke's kiss came too abruptly, leaving Mary Scott completely dumbfounded. She stared blankly at the man right in front of her, unable to figure out how they ended up kissing.
Had they reconciled?
How could this man kiss her just like that?
Mary was furious.
"Pfft…" David, eyes wide open, watching the myriad emotions flash through Mary's gaze, couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Mary snapped out of it at the sound of his laughter, forcefully shoved David away, and wiped her mouth with her sleeve. "What are you doing? Don't forget we're in an agreement marriage, and we've already fallen out. Stop touching me for no reason."
"Where did we get our marriage certificate?" David didn't react to Mary's anger but instead asked seriously.
Mary couldn't follow his train of thought. "Of course we got it from the Civil Affairs Bureau."
"Oh, does the Civil Affairs Bureau issue fake certificates?" David patiently led her on.
