A Touch of Sweetness novel (Finnick and Vivian) novel Chapter 2

One hour later, Vivian walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with the red marriage certificate clutched in her hands. She felt as though she was floating on air as if everything had been nothing but a dream.

Never had she ever thought that she would one day suddenly marry a man that she had only met by chance.Perhaps this is fate?

Lowering her eyes, she gazed at the photo of them sitting side by side. The man's expression was blank, while hers evidently displayed her unease and reservations.

Beneath that photo were both of their names.How absurd is it that I've only just come to learn of my new husband's name? From a marriage certificate, of all thingsIFinnick Norton. A simple but fitting name for a man like him.

"Vivian William?"

The man- Finnick, was also staring at his marriage certificate. He pronounced her name slowly, the low timbre of his voice causing it to roll off his tongue smoothly. The way he uttered it sent shivers running down her spine.

She was still reeling from her change in marital status when a hand suddenly appeared right before her. A card was pinched between its two fingers.

"Ms. William, I'm aware that having a wedding and getting a wedding ring are some of the most anticipated events for a woman. Unfortunately, I'm sorry to say that I don't have the time to deal with all that. If you'd really like a ring, you can choose one yourself."

Tilting her head backwards, Vivian met Finnick's unreadable gaze.

"There's no need for that.” She hurriedly waved her hands in refusal at him. "I don't care for such formalities."

She was long past the age where she would care for such romantic gestures. More importantly, she did not want to feel like she had owed him anything, even though he was lawfully her husband.

"At the very least, get a ring." With that said, he grabbed her wrist, as he stuffed his card into her hand.

The moment their hands brushed against each other, the slight difference in their temperature sent a jolt, rushing through Vivian. She was rather surprised by his warmth.

"Fine then." Since they were newlyweds, so to speak, she did not want to get into an argument with him over his good intentions. Hence, she

accepted the card and kept it aside in her bag.

"I have a meeting in the afternoon, so I'll be leaving first. You'll have to find your own transport." His tone of voice was as neutral as ever.

"Okay." She had not held any hope that he would actually treat her like a real wife, someone who he would love and spoil. That was why she was not disappointed at all that he was leaving her there.

Abruptly remembering something, he spoke up again, "By the way, I'll send you my home address later today. Just move in when it’s convenient for you."

They had exchanged their phone numbers earlier when they were getting their marriage certificates.

"I’m not in any hurry!" she quickly responded.

Although it made sense that they would need to stay together after marrying, the truth was that she was simply not prepared to live under the same roof as a stranger just yet.

Perhaps the rejection in her tone was too obvious, as Finnick soon lifted his head to glance at her.