Meanwhile…
"Why, you—" Atlas glared daggers at Penny, who was seated in the passenger seat. Penny lowered her head, looking at her brother like a pitiful child afraid of getting smacked.
Atlas took a deep breath and calmed himself, gazing at the photo on his phone. Since Penny hadn't brought anything with her last night, she had to use his phone to get a copy of her marriage license. If she hadn't, Atlas would have gone to the Civil Bureau himself. Well, they were already in front of it.
"Why…" he breathed out, running his tongue along his inner cheek as he stared at the copy of the certificate on his phone. Slowly, he cast her a look of disbelief again. "Why didn't you tell me about this when you got married?"
