Daniel seemed confident, as if he had everything under control. "I know how to cook, and I can handle household chores. For a soldier, these are the most basic skills."
He paused, then added, "Besides, I'm not looking for a housemaid. Marrying a Luna isn't about finding someone to do housework. Anyone can handle that."
He thought for a moment and continued, "If we get married, you could move into the military compound with me. They have a canteen there. Even if I can't cook at home, you could just eat at the canteen instead of worrying about cooking yourself."
A canteen?
My eyes lit up.
Since I came into this new life, the thing I missed the most were the delicious meals from the future.
And the idea of having food available without even stepping into the kitchen? It sounded perfect. Luna Elzzie was a decent cook, but she kept pestering me about getting married every other day. Just hearing those words gave me a headache.
Living in the military compound would be a win-win: I'd get good food, and I'd escape my mother's constant nagging about marriage.
Sure, I'd have to walk a few steps to the canteen, but how far could it be?
I felt tempted.
But I still had a few questions. In a low voice, I asked, "Alpha Daniel, if we get married and then realize we're not compatible, would you agree to a divorce?"
Our marriage would be a military marriage. Unless Daniel agreed or he did something wrong, divorce wouldn't be an option.
In this era, divorces were rare.
On my street alone, there were dozens of households and hundreds of people, but no one had ever gotten divorced. It was considered disgraceful. Even if a couple didn't love each other anymore or fought all the time, they'd just stay together to avoid the shame and gossip that came with divorce. The stigma would follow them for life.
But Daniel was educated, a soldier. Would he understand where I was coming from?
I didn't have to wait long. Daniel agreed right away.
"I can write a guarantee. If you feel we're not a good match after we marry, we can get divorced anytime you want."
He looked at me seriously and added, "After we marry, I promise to treat you well and never make you feel wronged. You already know about my grandfather's condition. We can register our marriage first, but after that, we can discuss everything in private. I will respect your wishes."
Daniel's sincerity was evident. "If you have any more requests, just let me know."
I understood what he meant. His grandfather was gravely ill, so we needed to get married quickly to put his mind at ease. That wasn't a problem for me.
But I couldn't ignore the fact that we barely knew each other. Getting married so quickly felt rushed.
Daniel seemed to sense this, so he made a promise: after the wedding, we'd live together for a while, and he wouldn't force anything on me. He'd respect my boundaries.
Honestly, I wasn't too worried about whether we'd be compatible later. If it didn't work out, we could just divorce and try again.
In this era, society wasn't kind to divorced women, but I didn't care.
I was from the future; my mindset wasn't like theirs.
As long as I made good money and became a wealthy woman, why would I care about their opinions?
Who cares about getting married once, twice, or even three times?
I've got a pretty face, a good figure, and I'm confident I'll find another handsome young husband if this one doesn't work out.
In this day and age, everyone seemed to place a lot of importance on these matters, but I wasn't bothered at all, so I didn't hesitate for long.
Daniel smiled, then stood up to pay the bill.
To get married, we needed the household registration book. We made our plans, agreed to meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau in an hour, and went our separate ways.
When I got home, I went straight to Luna Elzzie. "Mum, where's the household registration book? Could you help me find it?"
Important documents like that were kept in Luna Elzzie's room. I knew where it was, but I wanted her to fetch it for me.
"What do you need the registration book for?" she asked, looking a bit puzzled.
I smiled sweetly. "To get married, of course. I never expected the matchmaker to find such a reliable match this time. He's honest, good-looking, tall, and well-educated, with a decent job."
"Married?"
Luna Elzzie looked stunned. I'd gone on so many blind dates before and never liked anyone enough, yet today, after just one meeting, I was already getting married?
If she remembered correctly, today was only the first time we'd met and had lunch together.
She was completely dumbfounded, unable to say a word.
As I started to leave, she grabbed my arm, looking anxious. "My girl, even though I've pushed you to go on dates, you should take time to get to know each other better first."
"People go on dates all the time, but who decides to marry on the very first date? What's gotten into your head? Marriage is a big deal—you can't just rush into it like this."
She placed a hand on my forehead, checking for a fever.
Could it be that I was sick, and that's why I wanted to get married so suddenly? Otherwise, she couldn't understand why I'd be in such a hurry.
Maybe I was feverish and not thinking straight.
"Mum, don't worry," I said, trying not to laugh. "I'm not sick."
I reassured her, "I want to marry this man. His name is Daniel. He's a good person, and he's very handsome. If I don't like a man as attractive as Daniel, then I might not like anyone."
"And besides, he's a soldier. Think about it, Mum. Soldiers are upright and disciplined. Telling people that your son-in-law is a soldier would give you so much pride!"
I went on and on, leaving Luna Elzzie standing there in shock.
Slowly, the household registration book in her hand ended up in mine.
Feeling elated, I grinned and said, "Mum, I'm heading out now. Make sure to tell Dad when he gets back."
Before she could react, the door slammed shut behind me. She was left alone, standing there in a daze.
"Did I pressure her too much?" she muttered to herself. "Is that why she's rushing to marry the first decent guy she met?"
Given that Daniel is a soldier, in this era, a military marriage would need to be reported first.