I feel a little awkward, how does old Mister Louis know about this.
But I still listen to what he asked me and take out the things from my bag, and hand it over to him.
“Mister Louis, how do you know about this?” I ask, feeling a little ashamed.
Old Mister Louis smirks while looking at me and says, “I didn’t know. But I heard him on talking on the phone, asking someone to take the registration book to meet at the courthouse. At first I thought he already found another seductress after getting divorced just recently. But now that I see you back here, I know that it must be you.”
Seductress?
In my head I am still thinking about this word Mister Louis mentioned, not sure if it should make me laugh or cry.
“You two belong together, but you should have smiled at least. This is not good. This will be there forever, you really should have prepared better. Should you retake the picture?” Old Mister Louis asks me.
Forever?
I laugh, but don’t answer his question.
How can I ever be with Frances forever.
Even though I don’t really know what he wants to do, as soon as I have achieved my own goal, I will leave again.
Me and him, have never talked about forever.
“Who retakes wedding pictures, I guess it’s fine as it is.”
I say calmly, take back the marriage certificate, and put it back in the bag.
This moment, Frances comes down the stairs, and asks me, “What should we eat for dinner? I will go and cook it.”
He cooks?
In my head, I suddenly remember the horrible dishes he once made. I press my lips together, and force a smile on my lips, “I don’t think you should cook. I don’t really wanna eat anything.”
Frances though acts as if he hasn’t heard me talk, and keeps walking towards the kitchen.
About half an hour later, he comes out with a few dishes.
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