Yes, what she held in her hand was the marriage license between her and Jake.
It was obviously a small book. But when she held it in her hand, she felt it so heavy, which made her feel unreal.
Jake turned to look at Aria, “Yes, we are married.”
She looked up at him, a little blankly, “I… I feel like I’m dreaming.”
Dream?
Jake raised his eyebrows.
Then, he stretched out his hand and pinched her face lightly.
Aria screamed in pain, and then stared at him dissatisfiedly, “Ouch! What are you doing?”
“Do you still think it’s a dream now?” Jake put his hand down.
She shook her head, “We are really married?”
Jake nodded, then hugged her into his arms, “Yes, Mrs. Thomson. This is real.”
Hearing him calling her Mrs. Thomson, Aria blushed, and her heartbeat couldn’t help speeding up. She couldn’t help but patted the man’s back lightly, “Okay, let go. Someone is looking at us.”