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Chapter 3 Now I Pronounce You Divorced
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The next day, Mark decided to go to the Braspolis City Registry Office to carry out the desired divorce.

They barely had the energy to eat breakfast. Mark even thought that, with Celia discouraged, perhaps she hadn’t been serious.

So, inside the car, he turned to her. “Are you sure, honey?”

“Sure about what?”

“About what do you want to do? You look sadder and more depressed than you did before you came up with this ridiculous idea—”

“Start the car already! The neighbors are watching.” Celia put on her seat belt.

It wasn’t this time that they would go by car. The engine, as if it were on Mark’s side, didn’t work at all, spluttering and making horrendous noises.

Celia got out of the car furious. “Ah, that’s just what I needed!”

“I’ll call the mechanic,” Mark said calmly.

“Forget it. I don’t want to be another second late for the registry office!” Celia turned on her heel and left the parking lot.

Mark had no choice but to follow her. He found himself at the bus stop.

The bus appeared and the couple boarded for Downtown.

Inside the bus, Celia wasted no time in whining. “I must have been crazy when I agreed to marry you. Here I am, Celia Ferro, traveling by bus because my husband doesn’t have the decency to find a decent mechanic.”

“The mechanic is my friend—”

“SHUT UP!” Celia screams, attracting the attention of the closest passengers.

“Why are you so angry?” Mark frowns.

“I can’t stop thinking that my high school friends are happily married, living well financially, while I went through this horrendous ordeal.

“The other day I saw a former co-worker and I had to lie about our situation.” Celia shook her head.

“Jobs are not easy to find.” Mark tries to be reasonable.

“Ah, hush, the passengers are watching!” Celia complains.

Mark sighed deeply. Celia is the one who starts the scene and then complains that people around her are watching.

Who understands this?

When they disembark, the Ferro couple cross some streets and pedestrian crossings and go to the registry office to get a divorce.

As they walk through the halls, Mark tries one more time.

“Celia, please think carefully about what you want to do.”

Celia froze in her steps and looked at Mark in astonishment. “You still don’t understand?”

“No, I don’t understand. I don’t understand why you waited to pick precisely our wedding anniversary day to get a divorce.” Mark stated.

“I don’t need to explain to you.” Celia continues walking.

“Celia, think carefully about your decision. I promise you that, if you go back on your intention, you won’t regret it. I guarantee you that you will be surprised.” Mark smiled hopefully.

“Mark, I’m already sorry. How many times have you promised me these same words?” Celia shakes with rage, “You know what’s worse? When I met you, I felt like there was something different about you.

I felt like you would be someone in life. You had an aura that stood out from the rest. But it looks like I was completely mistaken, huh?” Celia continued walking.

Mark couldn’t believe it.

They were really about to divorce, and it would be something very quick and ‘painless’!

Inside the office where the divorce takes place, Mark and Celia first had to listen to a judge who supervised these cases.

“Are you really in full agreement and aware of what you want?”

“Yes.” Celia held back from being so sour in front of the judge.

“Yes.” Mark decided to make it easier for Celia.

He thought, ‘When this is all over and the dust settles, I’m going to tell her the whole truth. Celia is so angry that I fear she won’t believe me if I tell her my true identity for now. Let’s get this over with.’

After more formalities, Celia and Mark leaned across the desk and signed the divorce papers.

When Mark signed, he felt bad. This should be the day of celebration!

He is signing the divorce on the exact day he married the love of his life.

“Thank you so much, guys.” The judge collected the signatures and went through more formalities of this type.

“Is just that?” Mark looked like he was in a nightmare.

“Yes, now you guys are officially div—”

Celia barely waited for the judge’s words before she stood up abruptly, leaving the office and closing the door with a bang.

The judge looked at Mark suspiciously, thinking that perhaps Celia was divorcing an abusive husband.

Mark decided to take the documents from the shocked judge and go after Celia.

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