Avery opened the bag, glanced at the documents, and breathed a sigh of relief. "It's all here. What do you mean if the sky falls? It's not going to fall."

"Why did we wait so long before getting the certificate?" he mumbled a question.

Avery was stunned for a moment. "We were planning to get the certificate after the wedding, if only you hadn't gone to Ylore."

"That's still a little late though. Hayden and Layla are already eight years old."

"Eight and a half, to be exact," she corrected him.

"You previously refused to get the certificate because you didn't believe in me, isn't that right!?"

Avery pondered carefully over that question and said bluntly, "I just think it's a darn pain to go through all these formalities. Marriage and divorce are both equally as troublesome. Having a marriage certificate doesn't really matter if the couple is in a good relationship."

"But you asked for it this time."

Avery felt embarrassed. "Can you not ruin this moment I'm having?"

"I just want