Chapter 39: That was my dream once (1/2)

”What the $%#!” My eyes widen in surprise. This is entirely impossible. We can't get married without my consent. At least, it will require me actually signing or attending the wedding ceremony.

The certificate has a stamp of Council of Supernatural Extant. The same council that I am hiding from.

”How did...no...when did...how...” When my tongue is no longer supporting me with words, I gesticulate wildly at the certificate.

Sung Jun puts another piece of paper over that one. It's a normal one....registered from the civil affairs office. Two marriage certificates. I don't remember signing or consenting with either one. How can one get married like this? I met him three days ago...and we have not left this hotel room for the last three days.

I notice the dates. The marriage dates are wrong.

In the marriage certificate by the Council of Supernatural Extant, the marriage date is seven years old while the registration and approval date is two days old. It doesn't make sense to me. In the other one from the civil affairs office, the date is five years old.

These certificates are fake. It has to be. We could not have possibly get married at sixteen. It is not even legal to get married at sixteen. At eighteen, I didn't even meet him. How could he have to get married to me without me ever being there? It's impossible. Besides, he didn't even know that I was alive.

I snort. ”Sung Jun, if you want to get fake certificates, at least get the dates right.”

He gives me a knowing smile and hands me a third marriage certificate. This certificate is completely red with golden words. I check the date. This date is also seven years old. My and Sung Jun's name are written in golden block letters with a huge seal that says 'MARRIED' in cursive letters. It is signed and stamped by...

I rub my eyes and read it again. I must be seeing things these days. It is signed and stamped by the god of marriage himself.

”...” I am speechless. Completely speechless. The god of marriage himself certified our marriage. This man will go to any extent...going as far as even creating a fake certificate with the signature of a god.

The gods are real. Is he not afraid of offending one?

”The supernatural world is different from the human world.” Amused, he taps his fingers on the table. ”The council has set the legal age to be thirteen.”

I didn't know that. Alright, still, I am sure that the council or any government would require both people to be there to get married. Legally.

”I belong to the family of shamans. My father is the president of the council.” He adds. His eyes are searching for something on my face. I look away. I know that already. I have never met his father, but he and I already have a deep enmity. I just don't know what I should do to him because he is his father.