Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 698: Obtaining the Certificate

But she couldn’t.

She couldn’t help James with anything right now. If she really spoke out and pierced through this layer of window paper, what if James got that idea?

No, no!

Ophelia Wilson desperately suppressed the crazy thoughts in her heart, forced a smile, and said, "Really? Well then, I was worried she wouldn’t be easy to get along with because of her status."

"What’s so hard about getting along?" James Reed said with a smile, "She’s just temporarily interested. In a while, she’ll probably find it boring and move on."

Is that so?

Why didn’t Hayley Cole seem like the kind of person he described to Ophelia?

James Reed said it to this extent, so naturally, Ophelia Wilson couldn’t say much else. She could only pretend as if nothing had happened and continued the date with him. But it felt like a gaping hole had opened in her heart, with cold wind relentlessly pouring in.

She was already standing on the edge of a cliff. James was her only lifeline. If even James were to be taken away by someone else... Ophelia couldn’t imagine what she would do.

The latter part of the date, James Reed was still in high spirits, but no matter how much Ophelia tried to hold it together, he still saw through her pretense.

James Reed, of course, pretended not to know anything.

Things had reached this point. He just wanted to see what Ophelia would choose to do.

Recently, he had been frequently dating Ophelia, impacting her work quite a bit. By now, she should know what to do, right?

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"Sophie." Charles Seymour stared at Sophie Wilson.

Amused, Sophie Wilson poked his forehead playfully, "Nope, this year I’m spending New Year’s Eve with my parents."

Charles Seymour frowned, "I also..."

"No way!" Sophie Wilson huffed, "You have to be with your grandparents. Isn’t that what you’ve always done?"

"That was how it was before." Charles Seymour refused to spend New Year’s Eve apart from Sophie.

"When we get married, we’ll spend it together," Sophie said with amusement. "My parents are here, and they’re not going back to the Wilson Clan. I can’t just leave them like that."

"Besides, we’re not married yet. I can’t take my parents to the Wilson Clan. They would feel out of place."

Charles Seymour didn’t hesitate for even a second, pulling Sophie Wilson up suddenly, causing her to ask in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Getting our marriage license!" Charles replied decisively.

Sophie Wilson was truly amused, patting his arm, she said, "Alright, alright, stop joking."

Charles Seymour turned his head, his eyes fixed steadily on Sophie Wilson, his entire demeanor expressing his unwavering determination—he wasn’t joking!

Sophie really couldn’t win against him, laughing, she said, "I know, I know, you’re not joking. But didn’t we agree to get the license next year?"

Of course, the original words weren’t exactly like that.

The original plan was after her health improved, which Charles estimated to be next year, they would then get the marriage license.

That was considered the biggest celebration.

Hearing Sophie’s words, Charles unwillingly sat back down, looking somewhat dejected, like a dog that hadn’t gotten a treat—so pitiful. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Feeling heartache, Sophie hugged him, smoothing over his fur: "It’s alright, it’s just one year."

"Hmm," Charles mumbled, clearly still feeling down, "I’ll come back right after New Year’s dinner."

This was his biggest concession; he wanted to ring in the New Year with Sophie.

"Okay," Sophie could only agree.

Mr. Seymour had already compromised so much, moreover, she felt that if she didn’t agree, someone might... die of frustration.