CEO's Reborn Wife-Chapter 347 - 355: When Did You Get the Marriage Certificate

"James Black, you’re so good to me!" Jane Sampson, overwhelmed with excitement, dashed toward James Black and wrapped her arms around his waist, then stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on the corner of his lips.

She was so thrilled that she couldn’t help herself.

It felt just like when she was a child and would hug her grandparents in thanks after receiving a long-coveted gift.

Jane’s sudden embrace caught James Black off guard, and he almost reflexively wrapped his arms around her waist, scolding in a low voice, "Stand still. Don’t be so rash. You could fall and get hurt."

"No way, I’m so light, you can definitely hold me!" Jane wasn’t cowed by James Black’s admonishment. Instead, she twisted a little in his arms, coquettishly stating, "I will definitely start to enjoy going shopping with you!"

After saying this, she stepped back from James Black’s arms amidst the envious gazes of the salespeople and returned to the dressing room to change out of the clothes she was trying on.

When it was time to pay, Jane stood by watching James Black take out his card to swipe. She curiously leaned in to glance at him entering his password. James Black smiled and asked, "Remembered it?"

Jane, in fact, hadn’t noticed what James had pressed; her looking was merely a moment of extra attention to James because she was in a good mood. But hearing his question, she pretended to think seriously for a moment and answered, "I’ve remembered it."

"Apart from my salary card, all my other cards use the same password," James said.

Jane looked at James in shock, "Why are you telling me this?"

James bent down to sign without explaining, while the salesperson handed over the neatly packaged clothes to him, and remarked to Jane, "Your boyfriend is so nice to you."

"It’s husband," James corrected as he put the pen back in the pen holder.

"You two have such a good relationship," the envy was even more evident in the salesperson’s eyes. "Nowadays, it’s rare to find a mister who has the patience to accompany his madam shopping and can keep her so delighted the entire time."

James turned to look at Jane, who was as joyful as a blooming flower, and grunted in acknowledgment.

It was rare to make her happy, but there were plenty of opportunities to annoy her.

She was like a little kitten: easy to rile up but also easy to soothe. She needed constant attention.

Jane wandered through the shopping mall from the first floor up, always empty-handed, while James increasingly carried more and more bags—from clothes to shoes, purses, and cosmetics. As Jane shopped tirelessly, James paid without hesitation.

"The fifth floor is for jewelry," Jane turned her head to look at James, then pointed ahead and let out a "Huh" when she saw there seemed to be some event. She dropped James and scurried toward it.

James frowned and quickly caught up with her with his long strides, pulling her back in the blink of an eye.

"Don’t you remember your right hand is injured? Why do you have to run into a crowded place?" James pulled the errant Jane back to his side.

"I forgot," Jane laughed ’he he’ and then said, "This shop has some event where you can get a special custom-made spot if you come with your marriage certificate. It has a date requirement, though. The marriage registration time is not limited by the year, but it must be this month."

Jane then stood next to James, murmuring, "When did we get our marriage certificate?"

"..." James paused mid-step. "You don’t know?"

This retort carried a tone of displeasure.