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His Hidden Family My Ruined Marriage (Liana) novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Marriage Certificate Found

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“Exactly! A wife this beautiful, smart, and understanding? You won’t find another one if you try.” Linda added, her eyes fixed on her son, willing him to say something nice.

David, sitting beside her, suppressed a knowing smile. The boy is probably dying inside.

The representatives from the various fashion houses remained professionally silent, but internally, they were thrilled. The woman from the brand Liana had chosen was especially proud.

Even the stylist from the previous, more ornate gown had discreetly taken a photo. Having Mrs. Locke wear their design was a huge coup. And she looked stunning

Only Elian offered a dismissive, dry remark. “Says who

“Better keep quiet before your mom disowns you,” Davil offered a lighthearted warning.

Elian fell silent.

Earl just snorted in his grandson’s direction.

After dinner, as everyone chatted in the living room, Elan called Liana from upstairs.

“Hello?” she answered, puzzled.

“I think the marriage certificate might be in the bedroom. Come up for a second?”

“Okay.”

Surprised, she stood up. “Hey, I need to get something upstairs. Is that alright?”

“Of course, dear. Go ahead. Rest if you’re tired,” Linda said immediately, letting her go.

Everyone guessed the call was from Elian. Why else would she rush upstairs?

“We really must focus on building up Liana’s health. Jus thinking about that woman giving Liana those pills and our great-grandchild gone before we even met—I…

Rosalind’s voice broke, tears welling again.

The mention of the miscarriage cast a shadow over the room.

“If that official truly wants to acknowledge Liana the day after tomorrow, fine. But if he lets her be humiliated again, we’ll not stand for it,” Linda declared, her tone steely.

Upstairs. Liana went straight to the master bedroom. Elan lay against the headboard in a crisp white shirt and black trousers, his long legs stretched out-a sight that was still distractingly handsome.

She quickly looked away. “Where is it?”

“Up there.” He nodded toward the top of the armoire.

She followed his gaze. A small red box sat on top.

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She didn’t remember. Her memory of it was tied to the apartment they’d bought across the hospital.

“Grandma probably put it there. I’ll lift you up to get it.

He tossed his phone aside and got off the bed.

As he approached. Liana instinctively stepped back.

His hands closed around her slender waist. She felt the unusual heat of his palms and held her breath.

‘Before we get the certificate, can I ask you for one more thing?” His voice was low as he gently pulled her

Closer.

Liana retreated until her back met the solid wood of the armoire door.

“W-what is it?’ Her voice held a nervous tremor.

His eyes looked dangerous.

Elian’s dark gaze held hers. He seemed to struggle for words before finally saying, “Look at me. Really look

at me

Her heart clenched. She deliberately avoided his eyes.

What’s the point? We’re getting divorced.

But then his warm, strong hand cupped the back of her neck, forcing her to tilt her head up.

The moment their eyes met, her pulse skyrocketed.

His gaze held a raw, aching intensity that made her forsh heart believe, for a second, that he was the one yearning for her.

His phone began to ring on the bed. a welcome interntion. She breathed a silent sigh of relief.

Elian gave her a look of profound disappointment, the went to answer it

“What is it?” he said into the phone, his voice cool As bespoke he beat his knees, wrapped one arm around her, and effortlessly lifted her.

“Hey! I just wanted to confirm-you’ll be bringing myster on that might, right? It would be wonderful to have you both.”

It was Anya’s voice.

“Yes.” Elian’s reply was clipped.

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