Accidentally Married to a Billionaire

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und calm even though my own min

bout needing to call her lawyer, and maybe

, we are legally married. This-" she waved the paper in her hand like it was a live

erk's office, explain what happened, and file for

ey? People accidentally ma

mitted, "but often enough that I'

she didn't look like she was about to fa

her eyes with her hand, squinting at the bustling street ahead. Her dark brown hair glowed in the

holiday and end up accidentally marrying a woman I met after she s

ere w

ilities - the suffocating expectations that came wi

rofit and handshakes with the royal family than anything else. But his rece

stiffly beside me, clutching the marriage certificate l

this is happeni

hoping my biggest crisis this week would be deciding whe

t her lips despite herself. "Yeah, well, congra

ly. "That's one

lerk's office was

driver. The building was overly air-conditioned, with beige walls and a queue that stretched to the d

the counter, where a woma

one. "We, um... need to talk to

ed up, unimpre

ent," I

earances and the fact that Sienna was still holding the certificat

it forward.

at the document, then at us again. "You go

e said i

ing. It was a misunderstanding. We'd like

rim of her glasses. "Are b

British

ightly. "Ah. That c

es how?" S

hing. But you can't just walk in the next morning and undo it like a refund. And since one of you isn't a U.S. citizen, you'

pitching upward. "I'm supposed to

eed to contact an attorney for the proper fil

r forehead and exhaled shak

g to keep my tone calm. "There

y," the clerk said. She slid the paper back towards us wi

entence, her polite smile faltering as she cleared her t

ag like it was a venomous snake. "Thanks," she muttere

ke a thick blanket. Sienna let out a long exhale that sounded more like defeat than anythi

o hard no

at me. "Don'

. "But to be fair, we haven't eaten anything all morning. We went straight from discovering

ttle. "I'm not really hung

mach rumbled again. M

brow. "Your sto

ed at the corner of her lips. "

king. "Let's get some breakfast. It'll be easier to think once

bag closer to her side.

earlier. The sun was sharp, cars zipped past, and somewhere down the s

rted buzzing rapid

abruptly. "Because this is obviously

e phone free and glancing at the screen. Her expression change

ly, and she just stare

ned. "

es flickered back and fort

asked again, s

oked up at me,

whispered. "Completel