"Forget it if you didn't hear anything." Chloe Winston snorted coldly, but hadn't finished before Constantine Stewart kissed her fiercely.
Constantine lifted her high, his gentle kisses landing all over her face like a child tasting candy, and laughed joyfully, "Mrs. Stewart, let's go home. We'll register tomorrow."
Chloe was softened to the core by his tender kisses and nodded heavily, smiling like a silly little girl.
Hand in hand, the two returned to the hotel sticky sweet.
Early the next day, Constantine dragged Chloe out of the bed - the man, dealing with such an important life event, left all the group matters to his people.
Chloe had all her documents with her, and with Constantine's high efficiency, they completed all the formalities on the same day, received their marriage certificate from France, and obtained a long-term residence permit.
