The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 525

"Mommy! Say yes!"

Felix stomped his feet anxiously.

Clara sniffled.

Tears were streaming down her face. A fleeting thought crossed her mind: I didn't even put on makeup, I'm wearing casual clothes, my hair is in a messy ponytail, and I don't even have earrings on.

But none of it mattered.

Everything faded the moment he knelt down.

She looked at Rhys and extended her left hand.

Rhys carefully slipped the diamond ring onto her ring finger.

It was a perfect fit.

The crowd was quiet, except for Felix, who was bouncing around the entire time.

When he saw his dad stand up and hug his mom, he tackled their legs, squeezing himself between them.

"I want a hug too! Me too!"

Rhys scooped his son up with one arm, sandwiching him between them.

Felix threw one arm around Rhys's neck and the other around Clara's, pulling their heads together.

"We have to do this every day from now on."

Rhys's eyes were glistening with unshed tears, but he laughed.

"Okay, every day."

In the midst of the lively scene, the only quiet spot was the screen.

Rhys met Noah's gaze across the distance.

Rhys offered a small nod. "Thank you."

Clara felt a bit guilty. "I'm sorry for dragging you into this. Isn't it barely dawn over there?"

Noah smiled. "It's past eight. I couldn't be there in person, so the least I could do was watch."

His tone was breezy, devoid of jealousy or bitterness.

Rhys had always been Clara's ultimate obsession. He had never been first in her heart, and losing to a man like this didn't feel so bad.

As they chatted, the sound of a door opening came from Noah's end, followed by a young woman's frantic voice.

"Dr. Carter, I finished the project report. The director said this afternoon—ah!"

Before she could finish, something crashed in the background.

Noah glanced off-screen.

His perpetually calm expression gave way to a hint of exasperation. He sighed and looked back.

"A little emergency here. I need to go handle it."

"Are you out of your mind?" Clara huddled against him, her nose red from the wind. "They don't open until nine, and you dragged me out at seven-thirty. Is being first in line really that important?"

"Yes," Rhys said with utter seriousness. "I want to be the first couple to remarry in the new year."

Clara was speechless.

It was entirely unnecessary.

But deep down, she was so happy she didn't dare show it too much.

At exactly nine o'clock, the doors opened.

They became the first couple of the district to marry.

Filling out forms, taking photos, signing their names. The process was both familiar and new.

When the clerk handed over their two new marriage certificates, Rhys's hands actually paused.

He took them with both hands, reverently tracing the covers over and over.

He stared at them for so long that the clerk had to fake a cough to remind him there was a line.

Back in the car, Rhys pulled a thick manila folder from the glove compartment and handed it to Clara.

"What's this?"

Clara asked in confusion, opening it to find several bank cards, equity transfer agreements, real estate deeds, and a notarized will.

"My payroll card and every bank account under my name. You know the pins. Just sign these transfer agreements. The will is notarized; keep it safe. If anything happens to me at any point, Daniel will step in immediately to handle the arrangements."