A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William)

Chapter 2

One hour later, Vivian walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with the red marriage certificate clutched in

her hands. She felt as though

she was floating on air as if everything had been nothing but a dream.

Never had she ever thought that she would one day suddenly marry a man that she had only met by

chance.Perhaps this is fate?

Lowering her eyes, she gazed at the photo of them sitting side by side. The man’s expression was

blank, while hers evidently displayed

her unease and reservations.

Beneath that photo were both of their names.How absurd is it that I’ve only just come to learn of my

new husband’s name? From a

marriage certificate, of all things!Finnick Norton. A simple but fitting name for a man like him.

“Vivian William?”

The man- Finnick, was also staring at his marriage certificate. He pronounced her name slowly, the low

timbre of his voice causing it to

roll off his tongue smoothly. The way he uttered it sent shivers running down her spine.

She was still reeling from her change in marital status when a hand suddenly appeared right before

her. A card was pinched between its

two fingers.

“Ms. William, I’m aware that having a wedding and getting a wedding ring are some of the most

anticipated events for a woman.

Unfortunately, I’m sorry to say that | don’t have the time to deal with all that. If you’d really like a ring,

you can choose one yourself.”

Tilting her head backwards, Vivian met Finnick’s unreadable gaze.

“There’s no need for that.” She hurriedly waved her hands in refusal at him. “I don’t care for such

formalities.”

She was long past the age where she would care for such romantic gestures. More importantly, she did

not want to feel like she had

owed him anything, even though he was lawfully her husband.

“At the very least, get a ring.” With that said, he grabbed her wrist, as he stuffed his card into her hand.

The moment their hands brushed against each other, the slight difference in their temperature sent a

jolt, rushing through Vivian. She

was rather surprised by his warmth.

“Fine then.” Since they were newlyweds, so to speak, she did not want to get into an argument with him

over his good intentions. Hence,

she accepted the card and kept it aside in her bag.

“| have a meeting in the afternoon, so I'll be leaving first. You'll have to find your own transport.” His

tone of voice was as neutral as ever.

“Okay.” She had not held any hope that he would actually treat her like a real wife, someone who he

would love and spoil. That was why

she was not disappointed at all that he was leaving her there.

Abruptly remembering something, he spoke up again, “By the way, I'll send you my home address later

today. Just move in when it’s

convenient for you.”

They had exchanged their phone numbers earlier when they were getting their marriage certificates.

“Im not in any hurry!” she quickly responded.

Although it made sense that they would need to stay together after marrying, the truth was that she

was simply not prepared to live

under the same roof as a stranger just yet.

Perhaps the rejection in her tone was too obvious, as Finnick soon lifted his head to glance at her.

Vivian flushed a little, in

embarrassment.

However, he did not respond to that. All he did was push a button on his wheelchair to turn it in another

direction. “If there’s nothing else,

I'll be taking my leave now.”

“Alright.”

She waited for him to get into a black car before she soon took to depart as well.

After that, she immediately called her company’s Human Resource Department. She told them that she

was going to be registered in

Sunshine City very soon.

She heaved a deep sigh of relief once it was confirmed that they would apply for the local health

insurance for both her and her family.

While getting married today was quite a rash decision on her part, at the very least, she had finally

managed to resolve the matter that

had been plaguing her with worry for a while now. At last, she would not need to agonize over her

mother’s medical bills.

Upon arriving at Glamour Magazine, her workplace, Vivian found that the time for their afternoon

interview had yet to arrive.

Using her remaining free time, she headed over to the shopping mall next door, to buy a pair of

wedding rings with the card that Finnick

had given her.

Thereafter, she returned to her desk and sat down, planning on going through the information on this

afternoon’s interview one last time.

Just then, Sarah slid her office chair over. Her eyes were gleaming as she asked, “Vivian, what’s up

with the ring?”

“Quite the observant one, aren’t you?” Vivian had no intention of hiding anything. After all, the Human

Resource Department already

knew that she had transferred her household register. Everyone in the company would soon come to

know of her change in marital

status. “I’ve recently gotten married.” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Congratulations, Vivian!” Sarah scrutinized the ring, commenting, “Did your husband gift you this? It’s

not a very big diamond, is it? How

much did it cost?”

“A little over one thousand.”

Vivian did not know anything about Finnick’s financial background so she had chosen a pair of the

cheapest and simplest rings that she

could find.

Sarah’s brows furrowed and she stated with a solemn expression on her face, “Vivian, that simply won't

do at all! A wedding ring is a

symbol of your marriage. How dependable can a man be, if he won’t even buy you a better ring?”

“It’s fine. He’s just doing the best that he can,” Vivian answered. Noting the sympathetic look in the

other woman’s eyes, she realized that

Sarah probably thought that her new husband was not very well-off.

“That's enough. Let’s not talk about this anymore.” She swiftly changed the subject, unwilling to linger

on it any longer. “Are you ready for

the interview later?”

“Hahaha, most definitely!” Vivian’s distraction tactic had been successful, as Sarah soon gestured

towards her attire. “Vivian, what do you

think? Am | beautiful?”

It was only then Vivian noticed that her colleague was dressed in a pink and white skirt dress set. Her

hair had also been styled carefully.

“You look amazing!” Vivian complimented.

Tickled pink by her words of praise, Sarah’s eyes soon lit up in delight. “Then, do you suppose that I’ll

have a chance with the wealthy,

bachelor president of Finnor Group?”