Yolanda Taylor and Primo Jones two people’s wedding is scheduled for December twenty-fourth this day, engaged to do a big one, married Yolanda Taylor want to lay low some, so the preparation of wedding invitations, she gave out the list is only a few people.
She originally has no relatives, the few friends are also in those three years inside the gone, scattered, now contact, but also just add embarrassment.
The list she’d given Rhonda totaled ten people: Dika Rothstein and Taryn from Oman City, the seven employees from the studio, and Beth Garcia.
Rhonda couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment when he saw her sparse list, but he had been the president’s secretary for so many years after all, and quickly responded, “Miss Taylor if you think of any additions to the list, just WhatsApp me.”
“Yes, please.”
She wouldn’t be adding anyone else.
There were quite a few relatives and friends on Primo Jones’ side, but not too many, so this wedding reception was only about fifty or sixty people, and all the people who came were friends and family of the two.
Primo Jones mother’s health is not very good, the last engagement party over, this time the wedding is not necessarily able to come, after all, long-distance running, very tiring.
Yolanda Taylor was fine with this, but Primo Jones’ mom personally called her to explain that she might not be able to come.
November passed in the blink of an eye, this time Gwen Fox seems to have evaporated, not evaporated, he just no longer in front of her eyes, Yolanda Taylor this period of time did not see him again, before the two people into the police station things also gradually calm down.
Today is a good day, Yolanda Taylor woke up very early, she had agreed with Primo Jones last night to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a license today.
By the time the two got to the civil office, there was already a line of people at the marriage window.
After December, Borden City is in winter, and it’s cold enough to make you shiver.
Yolanda Taylor wore a long down coat and a scarf, her face almost sunk into it.
Primo Jones answered the phone and walked back, almost missing her.
Yolanda Taylor saw him looking around and raised her hand to touch him, “I’m right here, what are you looking at?”
She said, taking her hat off.
Primo Jones looked at her and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, “I can’t even see your face with that hat and the scarf.”
Yolanda Taylor couldn’t help but laugh a little, “Wouldn’t you recognize my clothes?”
It was also a coincidence that several of the girls who had come over to check in today were wearing long, white down jackets.
Primo Jones grunted, “Look at that.”
Yolanda Taylor looked openly for a moment before she realized what was so coincidental.
But she was taller, and even though she was only wearing a pair of flat-heeled boots, she looked a little taller inside the group, “I’m tall.”
Primo Jones laughed outright, “Where’s the scrutiny in the heat of the moment.”
Yolanda Taylor looked at him for a moment and looked up and forward, “It could be over an hour, have you taken care of your company yet? If it’s not taken care of, I’ll just wait here myself, and when it’s almost time, I’ll call you?”
“Are you nuts Yolanda Taylor!”
Hearing her words, Primo Jones was exasperated and laughed, favoring Yolanda Taylor’s serious expression, it was obvious that she wasn’t joking.
“Didn’t you say you have a meeting today?”
“It’s not like the company can’t run without me.”
The conversation between the two was heard by the people in front and behind, and everyone subconsciously turned back to look at the two people, Yolanda Taylor and Primo Jones.
Without looking at them, they realized that both of them had such a high face value.
It can’t be a star running to get a marriage license, right? Especially the female, her looks are really unforgettable beauty.
Someone can’t help but take a cell phone to secretly take a picture and send it to the social networking number, and it was soon revealed that it was the two Yolanda Taylor and Primo Jones.
But the two are vegetarians, even if picked out, there are a lot of people still unknown.
Gwen Fox just got off the plane, beside Lewis hung up the phone, his face is white, he looked at the front of the Gwen Fox, hastily raised his legs to catch up: “President Fox–”
Gwen Fox didn’t say anything, just inclined his head to look at him, his eyebrows a little cold.
Lewis didn’t dare to delay, although he was a little scared, he still directly said, “Miss Taylor and President Jones are now at the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage license–”
As soon as his words fell, he saw the man in front of him blanch, and Gwen Fox looked back at him, “Licensed?”
The hostility inside the bottom of the man’s eyes was frightening, Lewis was shocked for a moment, “Not yet, there are many people at the Civil Affairs Bureau today, they’re still queuing up.”
“You have people stop me! If you can’t stop them, you also pack up your things and leave!”
After Gwen Fox finished speaking, he ripped off the tie on his body and ran away outside the airport with big strides.
Although his words were not loud, they were so cold that Lewis was chilled to the bone and hurriedly called the person who was keeping an eye on Yolanda Taylor, asking him to find a way to stop Yolanda Taylor and Primo Jones.
But people have arrived at the door of the civil affairs queue, this to stop down, how easy! Gwen Fox doesn’t care if it’s easy or not, he just wants results.
Running out of the airport, Gwen Fox saw the person who came to pick himself up, not waiting for the other side to speak, he directly spread his hands: “Car keys.”
The driver was uncertain, but still reached out and gave Gwen Fox the car keys, “President Fox, you–”
“Where’s it parked?”
“T2-23.”
The man didn’t even give him room to speak, turning around and walking away after getting what he wanted.
The driver stood there, completely unaware of what had happened, but he didn’t dare to chase after Gwen Fox, and was only able to stand there dumbfounded.
On the way, Gwen Fox’s hands were trembling, and when he got on the airport highway, he brought his car up to the speed limit and drove all the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Yolanda Taylor stood there for a while, feeling cold and tired; there were eight other couples ahead of her, and now that half an hour had passed, it looked as if it wouldn’t be her and Primo Jones’ turn before eleven o’clock.
The two looked at each other, Yolanda Taylor felt a little guilty, “I should have known better than to pick today.”
“What a silly thing to say, it’s a good day.”
Primo Jones pulled her hat, Yolanda Taylor’s sight was blocked by the hat, she raised her hand and ruffled it, “By the way, do you have all your papers with you?”
“Don’t worry, it’s not like I don’t want to marry you, so how could I not have them all.”
In fact, it’s because Rhonda has been chanting in his ear since yesterday afternoon about what to prepare before the wedding tomorrow, chanting until Rhonda herself couldn’t take it anymore, then she helped him prepare all the documents and put them inside a small bag.
He said, holding out the pouch inside his pocket, “Here, it’s all in there.”
Yolanda Taylor smiled and held hers out as well, “Mine’s in here too.”
Primo Jones looked at her, “Aren’t you a little nervous?”
She didn’t deny it, “Who isn’t nervous about getting married for the first time?”
The two were talking and before Yolanda Taylor could react, the bag in her hand was snatched away.