After two hours, a young lady emerged from the court house accompanied by an attractive gentleman.
Jane held the crimson booklet, still finding it hard to believe.
She had married in such a hasty manner, and worse still, with a stranger from a one-night stand.
To make matters worse, the person she married was the third heir of the Wolfe family, who had a swarm of women vying for his attention in New York.
“Miss Austen, congratulations on your wedding!” Damien suddenly said.
Jane looked up and saw Damien holding a marriage certificate in one hand, while the other was extended towards her.
His fingers were slender and pale, more delicate than a woman’s.
His attractive face was tense, his light brown eyes were composed, and he appeared professional.
No, this marriage
