You're Just My Ex-Husband,My Lord-Chapter 309- certificate

If she had continued to confront him, Dave wouldn’t have felt much else, but when she cried, and it seemed like she was really heartbroken, Dave instantly felt like the worst person in the world. He immediately forgot all the reasons for their argument and just wanted to do whatever it took to stop her from crying.

"It’s my fault, all my fault. I shouldn’t have left home and made you worry..."

He immediately started blaming himself without any principles, and it seemed like the person in his arms was crying even harder.

He quickly pulled her into his arms again and tried to comfort her.

"As for your transfer, it’s not like I can’t discuss it. I just don’t feel comfortable with you going away alone, and I can’t bear to be apart from you. But if you really have to go, then go."

Under the emotional onslaught of his beloved’s tears, Dave began to compromise without any principles.

"Of course, before you leave, we need to remarry. And when you get there, you have to tell everyone that you’re married, that you have a husband and a child."

This was the one thing he couldn’t compromise on—he was most particular about this. He wouldn’t let anyone have the chance to covet her from the start.

Dave thought that after saying all this, she’d surely stop crying.

But instead, she cried even harder, saying between sobs,

"I’m not going... I’m not going to a.t..."

Then she lifted her tear-streaked face from his chest, looking at him as she cried and blamed herself.

"Sorry, it’s all my fault. I’ve been too selfish, thinking only about my career and ignoring how you both feel. I just wanted to become better, to be worthy of you. If you don’t want me to go, then I won’t go."

Laurent’s emotions were completely out of control in that moment. After a night of not hearing from him, seeing him again today made her feel overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

Before this, she had been determined to go to a.t, but after seeing him come back exhausted, she felt like it would not be worth hurting their relationship over something like this.

She knew how difficult their journey together had been from the start. Perhaps life had been too peaceful recently, and she had momentarily forgotten to cherish it.

Dave took a tissue from the side and gently wiped her tears away, feeling helpless as he held her.

"Are you really not going?"

Laurent nodded forcefully,

"Mm, I’m not going."

"I’m not going anywhere. I’ll stay here in Burg Eltz, taking care of you and our daughter."

Laurent choked on her words as she spoke.

Dave sighed deeply, holding her in his arms. With all that had happened, why did they have to go through so much?

At first, she wanted to go, and he didn’t allow it. Now, he had decided to let her go, but she wasn’t going anymore.

Once she calmed down in his arms, Dave took her phone and gave an order.

"Call Matthew, take the day off this morning."

Laurent, with red eyes, looked at him.

"Take the day off for what?"

Dave looked at her and pinched her cheek lightly.

"To go get the marriage certificate. We’re remarrying."

Laurent was feeling really down, pointing at her eyes as she said,

"But look at my eyes, they’re so puffy and swollen, I look terrible. Also, didn’t I already say I’m not going to a.t? We don’t need to rush with the remarriage..."

"Does that mean if you’re not going to a.t, you won’t remarry me?"

Dave looked displeased. Laurent quickly denied it.

"I don’t mean that. I just—"

She just felt that her current appearance was too bad, okay? Her eyes were all puffy from crying and looked like a rabbit’s. How could she possibly take a photo for the marriage certificate looking like this?

Dave had already gotten up to change clothes. Laurent, resigned, also got up and went to the bathroom. After splashing her face with cold water and trying to calm down the puffiness in her eyes, she managed to make herself look a little more presentable. Then, she applied a light makeup to cover up the redness, and once she felt like the changes were enough, she finally left the bathroom.

As soon as she walked out, she saw Dave placing her phone down after making a call. He looked up at her and said directly:

"I just called Matthew for you. I’ve already taken care of your leave."

"Oh, did you also mention to him that I’m not going to a.t anymore?"

Laurent said this as she walked into the bedroom, intending to change into something nicer. Even though it was just remarriage, it held great meaning for her. Of course, she had to dress up a bit.

This time, when they went to the registry office, it was finally mutual—unlike the first time when it was all her one-sided wish. So, this moment was significant, wasn’t it?

Dave did not directly answer Laurent’s question; instead, he urged her to quickly change clothes and bring all the documents. Remarriage registration was always a major event, and Laurent’s mind was entirely focused on this, so she didn’t ask him or Matthew about the content of their phone call.

Laurent looked at his serious face. Six years had passed, but it was still the look that had once captivated her. Handsome with a hint of defiance, the corners of his eyes and brows bore the traces of time, making him even more fascinating. Every time she looked closely at him, she wanted to scream, and her heartbeat quickened.

She didn’t know why, but she just felt that he was the most handsome, the most elegant, with the best physique and the best abilities in the world. She felt that no man could compare to him. Though others might not see him in the same light—like Vivian, who had once undermined her with her words—Laurent always saw him through the lens of a lover’s eyes.

Many people said Morrison was also very charming, with an evil, carefree, and flamboyant air. But Laurent remained completely indifferent. She thought Morrison was just someone who went through life without much depth.

Looking at him now, her heart suddenly felt a tenderness. She couldn’t help but wrap her arms around his waist, pulling him down for a kiss. Dave, of course, wouldn’t let such an opportunity slip by, holding her waist and passionately returning her kiss until both of them were breathless.

Dave lowered his head, rubbing her face, his palm recklessly wandering beneath her shirt.

"Or maybe this afternoon?" he murmured.

Laurent understood what he meant and pushed against him with a shaky voice, "Don’t..."

Dave pressed her harder against his body, letting her feel his eagerness. "What’s it going to do?"

Laurent could clearly feel his arousal and, biting her lip, she looked up at him. "Or just make it quick..."

His gaze darkened, a few shades thicker. "Good."

Then, his lips met hers, pulling her straight into the whirlpool of desire.

When it was over, Laurent grabbed his phone to check the time, letting out a frustrated groan.

"Weren’t we supposed to get this over with quickly?"

How had it taken so long? She didn’t want to drag it into the afternoon. She had to go to the office later because there was a mountain of work waiting for her.

As he got up and started dressing, the man gave her a teasing smile.

"Did you think you could enjoy a quick job?"

Laurent felt embarrassed.

He finished adjusting his clothes and, with a serious look, bent down to kiss the corner of her lips.

"If I didn’t make sure you enjoyed it and just ended things myself, that’d be too much of a failure. So..."

He left the rest unsaid, getting up and walking away. Laurent was furious. Was he implying she was holding him back?

She’d already reached climax twice, yet he insisted on continuing, claiming it was for her pleasure. But, honestly, he was probably the one enjoying it.

Fuming, she got up and dressed, though she wore the white shirt as he wished. The two of them went straight to the office to get their marriage certificate before the lunch break.

Laurent looked at the certificate in his hand, deep in thought. After all this trouble, they were both now twice-married. It was almost intoxicating.