Chapter 598 May You Have Sons Early

• Connor Juniper swiftly slid the two bright-red marriage certificates into his pocket, naturally lacing his fingers with Susanna Clarke’s. “Nothing to see. Just a little booklet,” he said.
• Susanna shot him a glare, pissed. Nothing to see? That’s a marriage certificate!
• He was obviously scared she’d do something with it. What, did he think she’d tear it up? Even if she did, it wouldn’t change a thing.