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Jasmine ran to the lodge. All her friends stayed at the hostel because they didnât have class today. When they saw her, they asked her, âJasmine, are you doing a part-time job, what are you doing?â
They asked because she always went out when she didnât have class. They thought she had a part-time job.
Jasmine shook her head. She pulled her luggage from the bottom of the bed.
She put the marriage license along with her clothes.
Her friend asked, âJasmine, what are you looking for?â
Jasmine paused before saying, âA marriage license.â
She no longer wanted to hide the truth. Otherwise, they would say she was in an illegal relationship with Boyce.
Her friend was surprised, âYou, you got married?â
âThatâs amazing.â
âYouâre still a college student.â
Soon, Jasmine found the red book. She gave her friend a look. âIs there a law that says a college student canât get married?â asked Jasmine rhetorically.
Her friend was stunned, âThere is no law that says a college student canât get married. As long as one is not a minor, one can get married.â
âIf you get married before you graduate, wonât you think itâs a rush?â. Jasmine was in a hurry. She said nothing. She ran out quickly.
Her friend shouted from behind, âInvite us to your wedding party in the future.â Jasmine turned her head and said yes as she ran.
As she left the school she was stumped. She didnât know where she should go or who she should talk to.
She had evidence to show that she was not in an illegal relationship with Boyce. They were a legal couple. Yet who should she explain it to?
Find your imagination at galn ovels ; con She pulled over to the side of the road and asked herself to stay calm: âCalm down. Calm down. I need to stay calm so I can think of a solution.â She repeated it to herself over and over again.
Suddenly, she came up with a solution: âArmand is a lawyer. He must know everything.
She immediately called a cab to pick Armand up.
Armand was not feeling well these days, as he was still not convincing Elizabeth to accept his proposal.
After leaving his law firm, he headed for his car. As he was about to open the door to go to the hospital, Jasmine arrived.
She yelled at Armand.
Armand turned his head. After paying the money to the driver, Jasmine ran to Armand.
âWhy are you here?â Armand was surprised. He hadnât expected Jasmine to look for him.
âAre you having trouble with Boyce? No use looking for me to solve it. My life is a mess.â
Jasmine shook her head, âNo, no, he has issues. Heâs been reported by an anonymous tipster. In the afternoon, two men went to his house and took him away to investigate.â
âThey reported him?â Armand opened his eyes wide.
Jasmine nodded.
âWhy do they denounce him?â asked Armand.
âThey say he has a mistress.â Jasmine was nervous. She cared about nothing but saving Boyce.
Armand was speechless.
âYouâre the one mistress they accused?â he asked.
Jasmine nodded and pulled out her marriage license to show Armand, âHowever, we are a legal couple. Which department do I have to go to to explain this?â
Armand was a little taken aback when Jasmine said that Boyce was being charged. He was very surprised when he saw the marriage license in Jasmineâs hand.
Boyce got the marriage license to Jasmine quietly?
Does he treat me as his best friend? Why doesnât he inform me?
âCan you tell me quickly, where should I go to explain this?â Jasmine was nervous.
Armand lifted her chin, âGet in. Iâll take you there.â
Jasmine opened the car door and climbed in. Armand sat in the driverâs seat. He started the carâs engine and asked, âWhen did you get your marriage license?â
Jasmine replied, âMonday.â
Armand scoffed, âI havenât even been informed.â
Jasmine explained, âNo, we havenât purposely withheld the truth, but we havenât had a chance to tell you.â
Armand said, âDonât worry. They are a legal couple. Boyce wonât get in trouble.â
Jasmine nodded.
However, she couldnât hide her concern.
She thought it was because of her that Boyce always got in trouble. Last time he was investigated because of her, too.
She felt sorry for Boyce.
After about half an hour, the car stopped in front of the inspection department building. Armand got out of the car and Jasmine also followed him.
âCome with me,â Armand said.
Jasmine nodded and followed him.
At that moment, Boyce was inside the interrogation room. The department head glanced at the marriage license over and over again.
âThis is dramatic.â
They got the license three days earlier and were reported to them on Monday as well.
He put the marriage license down and asked, âDid you report anyone?â
If not, why did someone report it anonymously?
Boyce said, âNo.â
He had someone he suspected, but he had no proof, so he didnât tell her.
He suspected Wendy.
The woman was evil.
The head of the department smiled, âIt seems that this is a misunderstanding. However, as a department that is in charge of supervision, we have to do all this according to procedures, I hope you can understand.â
Boyce said, âYes, thatâs fine, can I go now?â
The department head was going to say yes. After all, the marriage license wasnât fake. It was real.
Therefore, he did not have a mistress.
However, a person came in and whispered to him, âThereâs a person outside and he wants to see you. He says he wants to know about Boyceâs situation.â
âOh?â The department head said, âLet her in.â The person nodded and ushered her in.
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