Lifting the pen, Marcus'thoughts was in a trance for a moment, his mind still replaying the scene of exchanging wedding rings in the previous moment, "Whether in good times or bad, rich or poor, in sickness or health, we will love and cherish each other until death do us part," obviously it was just a formulaic vow. Their wedding was just an agreed marriage for others to see, but when Marcus read out these words himself, he had to admit that his heart fluttered with a flutter that made his heart flutter. They were just formulaic vows. Their wedding was just a marriage agreement for others to see, but when he recited these words, Marcus had to admit that his heart fluttered with a flutter that made his heart palpitate.
As he listened to Ethan say the exact words in a low, magnetic voice, Marcus felt at that moment that they were standing here making a lifelong commitment to each other like real lovers, and as they exchanged wedding rings and as Ethan leaned in to kiss him amidst the cheering, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the delighted smile in his grandfather's eyes, who had been observing the ceremony, and then in the next second, he was The next second, Ethan was carrying him away, almost unable to stop himself from indulging in the kiss.
Ethan laughed softly and reminded Marcus, who had been holding the pencil for a long time but had not put down the pen. Instead, he started to stare: 'Hurry up and sign.'
Marcus returned to his senses, solemnly signed his name on the marriage certificate, lining up with Ethan's name, and finally breathed a sigh of complete relief. The ceremony was completed.
'Look over here, look over here, smile~.'
Lucas laughed exaggeratedly; the big black guy in his hand pointed at them. Ethan reached over Marcus's shoulder, doing it extremely naturally. Lucas gave him a thumbs up, clicking and pressing their photo together. Apart from a moment of discomfort at the beginning, Marcus soon relaxed, matching the corners of his mouth curving up into a light smile.
Three days ago, they left New York to come to London. Scheduling appointments were submitted early in the morning. Today, accompanied by family and friends, they registered their marriage at the Town Hall early in the morning. At this moment, out of the town hall doors, Marcus finally feels they are married.
They have known each other for more than six years, slept together three times with zero foundation of affection, and decided to get married half a month ago. Now, they have a legal marriage relationship.
Thinking that, he looked at Ethan, smiling brightly and urging him, 'What are you still standing around for? Get in the car.'
Ethan also sat in, helping him open the car door and push the person into the car. He pressed into his ear and whispered, 'Don't worry. I can see that your grandpa is looking good, and he should be pleased that we behaved so well just now.'
Since he knew they would get married, Marcus's grandfather's spirit was much better than before, and Ethan's grandmother was with him. This time, Marcus returned and found that he had many more smiles. When he heard the doctor say that his condition had stabilized and wasn't deteriorating any further, he finally let go of his heart, and that's what he had married Ethan for initially.
Ethan explained that he suddenly came over and kissed him after exchanging the rings. Initially, the two of them had agreed to skip this step. Still, under Lucas's leading coaxing, Ethan naturally pressed forward, and Marcus accepted obedience when he saw his grandpa's smiling appearance. However, he had some suspicions that Ethan had done it on purpose.
Ethan licked his lips lightly, his voice a little more ambiguous. 'I think we kiss as well as we sleep together. The understanding is first class. It's like heaven and earth.'
Marcus lightly related, 'Shall we bet on it?'
'Bet on what?'
'Bet you'll fall in love with me before we get divorced.'
Ethan was amused, 'You're that confident?'
'It's hard not to be confident with the way you're acting right now.'Marcus said coolly.
Ethan bristled, 'I'm not betting with you. It's humiliating if I lose, and if I win...'
His eyes met Marcus, and he smiled and winked,' I'd feel pretty bad about that.'
Marcus averted his eyes, no longer knowing what to take in.
Back to the outskirts of the old castle home, in the evening, Marcus's grandfather arranged a celebration ceremony for them. Not many people came; also, according to Marcus's intention to hold a lowkey, the family only invited a few close ones. Ethan's side of the family is also only Ethan's grandmother and Lucas; the rest of them are their friends, of course, said to be a friend, Marcus only to the Marcus only called Sun Xiaohui in the name of his cousin. The rest were all Ethan's friends.
So far, Ethan is finally understanding Marcus. This person is lonely and has no friends. Ask Marcus, but he said he did not think anything was wrong. He is surrounded by people, in addition to family members and colleagues. He has business dealings with the object, and Ethan, before, obviously belongs to the third kind.
Ethan's buddies are a large group of people. Still, they also know that he had been chasing William for six years without success and has been hanging in the mouth to use it as a joke to laugh at Ethan, and then suddenly received an invitation to know that the guy is getting married, the wedding object or his previous love rival, the significant drop in the eyes of the other than think Ethan brain broken, there are too big brain hole open! It is suspected that Ethan, before using sound east to strike the west, the target is actually from the beginning is Marcus, and now is finally embraced by the beauty.
Of course, Ethan laughed at this kind of argument and didn't refute it. He felt fresh, so he let them make up whatever they wanted.
The celebration ceremony is naturally also a cocktail party. At first, it was still severe until a few elders rested. It had completely turned into a young people's party. The rest of the fun-loving and playful Lucas instigated all began to coax all kinds of the two people to pour wine and questioned how, in the end, they suddenly went from the enemy of the love of the right eye to the love of each other.
Ethan smiled but did not say, look at Marcus. Marcus has been poured several glasses of wine, although in general, because of the aura of the problem, few people dare to offend him as a nobleman, but because of today's special day, Ethan is also around, so his large group of friends will not be polite, in the name of various non-stop to give him a drink, Marcus is also rare did not reveal the color of impatience, a cup a cup have been drinking, this time, the moment of the day is the time of the day, the time of the day is the time of the day. Marcus also rarely did not show impatience, a cup all drink, this moment also seemed to be a little drunk; Ethan looked at him when also just met Ethan's line of sight, paused for a moment, and then actually laughed:'I don't know, probably know each other for too long, can't find someone else to make do with it so find him to make do with it.'
Ethan also laughed lowly. Marcus must be drunk again; otherwise, it would not be, especially in front of so many people who say these kinds of words in public, and he just laughs at his look, which is very seductive. Big young Ethan mastered some of his heart for a time and then smoothly picked up. My taste is picky; there is no Marcus, so I'm very selective. Without Marcus's looks, she won't be able to get into my eyes.'
A group of detrimental friends booed him; they were all a bit disdainful of this statement. Did the previous one fall into the eyes of your Ethan Young Master? They say you've had your eyes glued shut for years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years and years.
Ethan looked at Marcus, still smiling, 'Maybe so...'
Some people started asking more personal questions, such as when and how they got involved, who confessed first, who proposed first, and even who was on top and bottom.
Ethan was a bit speechless by the multitude of questions. Marcus took a sip of wine and pointed to his chest frankly, answering the crowd, 'I proposed to him first. I said,' Let's get married.' He said yes.
The crowd matched the exaggerated whistling and hooting. Ethan laughed and said, 'He's on top. I'm at the bottom. Why else would I be in their family?'
There was another, louder, frantic laugh, and without explanation, Marcus raised the glass in his hand to the uproar of the crowd, and Ethan tacitly matched his gesture by raising his glass at the same time, and after a light clink, they drank from it together.
The celebration continued until the middle of the night when Marcus couldn't hold out any longer, and Ethan told him to return to his room to rest.
Only to run into someone he didn't expect at the door of his room.
The person leaning against the wall had been waiting for him for an unknown period, and when he saw him come back, he stood up straight and smiled, 'Brother Marcus, long time no see.'
The moment he saw him, Marcus sobered up. The other party looked at him and instantly regained his composure. He seemed not to want to see himself, so he smiled even more happily, 'Marcus, am I that scary? Why do you look like you've seen a ghost when you see me?'
'Why are you here?'
'Came to attend your wedding.'
'I didn't invite you.'
The pretty blond shrugged, 'So I came uninvited.'
Marcus ignored him and reached out to pull open the door to the room, but he was stopped before he could. The other man's eyes showed a mocking smile with playfulness: 'Three years ago, when Brother Marcus's grandmother passed away, this wasn't the man that Brother Marcus brought home, was it?'
Marcus was already upset, 'None of your business.'
'Brother Marcus has changed his dates one after another, why can't he accept me?'
Looking at his closer and closer and revealing aggressive eyes, Marcus was about to kick him out directly, but he was already pulled away. First, Ethan, who suddenly appeared, looked at the person in front of him with cold eyes full of wariness and coldly asked, 'Who are you?'
'Marcus brother's...'
The other party met his eyes, eyes full of provocation, dragged his voice, and seemed to be deliberately hanging Ethan's appetite in general. Marcus impatiently said, 'He is my cousin.'
Then he turned the door to the room, pulled Ethan inside, and forced the door shut, cutting off anyone who wanted to follow him and locking it directly behind him.
Ethan watched his series of actions, and for the first time, a look of such obvious annoyance passed over his usually cold and expressionless face. Thoroughly curious, he asked, 'What the hell is he?'
'Just a psychopath.'