Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 1725: A Bit of a Temper

Celeste Linden couldn’t help but glance back at the road they came from; was it still not too late to regret?

Just then, a commotion sounded by her ear. It turned out that Ethan Barnes was in a quarrel with a man in line for marriage registration. The man had accidentally bumped into Ethan, repeatedly apologizing, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it."

Ethan, tall and striking, stood out here. He stared coldly at the man with his hands in his pockets, "If an apology worked for everything, what would we need the police for? Aren’t your eyes for watching where you’re going?"

Said so bluntly, the man was clearly taken aback, "Sorry, sorry..."

The man’s fiancée walked over, grumbling with dissatisfaction, "My fiancé already apologized to you, what more do you want? No need to be so unforgiving, right?"

Ethan replied, "Then can I bump into him and just say sorry to you too?"

"..."

Celeste quickly ran over, pulling Ethan away. She smiled, "It’s all fine, it’s all fine now, you guys go on."

With his chin raised, Ethan looked arrogantly at Celeste, "You say it’s fine, and it is?"

Celeste felt a bit awkward since everyone’s eyes were on her, with murmurs all around. This was supposed to be such a joyous place, but he just had to make it so special.

Celeste reached out a small hand and quietly tugged on Ethan’s dignity, whispering for compromise, "This is the civil affairs bureau; could we keep a low profile?"

Ethan’s gaze fell on her hand, "Let go!"

Celeste quickly released her grip.

Looking at the long line, Ethan said, "You queue up yourself, call me when it’s our turn."

With that, he went to sit on the sofa at the side, closing his eyes for a nap.

Celeste, "..."

Everyone was looking at her sympathetically. Someone whispered, "Miss, is that your boyfriend? He looks so cold and cool, but seems to have quite a temper."

"Miss, how can you dare to marry him? After marriage, you’ll probably have to bear with him and coax him."

"Miss, your boyfriend won’t even let you tug on his clothes. Are you serious about getting married?"

Seeing that even the staff were looking over as if to verify if they were really here to marry, Celeste felt exhausted. She could only smile and say, "My husband is just like that, a bit of a temper, but actually he’s really good. I love my husband very much."

Only then did the onlookers disperse.

Celeste drooped her small head and started queuing. Her whole being was like a wilted flower, listless. Now it was all set; she had no escape route left, only marriage.

At this moment, Ethan, who was taking a nap, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Celeste ahead, who had accepted her fate with her head down.

Those deep-set narrow eyes squinted as he casually rested one strong arm behind his head and leisurely crossed his legs.

After waiting quite a while, it was finally their turn. Celeste jogged to Ethan’s side to call him, "Young Master! Young Master, it’s our turn!"

Ethan opened his eyes, giving her a displeased glance, "I heard you, you’re noisy!"

"..."

The two sat in front of the staff, who began to review their documents. Because of the previous scene, the inspection was particularly thorough.

The staff looked at Celeste, "Miss Linden, are you sure you want to marry this Mr. Ethan Barnes? Once married, it’s a lifelong commitment, so I hope you consider carefully."

Celeste curled her fingers and then opened her mouth, "I..."