Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 699

Emily was slender and had fair skin. She looked petite and fragile, like a delicate vase.

She leaned closer to him and sniffed his neck like a kitten. “You’re wearing perfume.”

Vincent loosened the two buttons on his collar, “You tell me…”

Emily giggled, lay in his arms, and rubbed her head on his neck. “It smells good,” she said.

Vincent lowered his head and buried his chin in her back collar. “So do you,” he said.

Emily suddenly felt hot all over his body. When she got off the car, her ears were burning.

“This is … the Civil Affairs Bureau?” She stared at the doorplate, first looked back at Vincent, then turned to Rex, who stood there with a blank face and a puppy in his arms. He was wearing the same suit and surrounded by a group of guards in tuxedos.

“Yes.” Vincent held her hand. “I can’t give you a grand wedding now, but I can give you an official title. You still have time to run.” Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Emily widened her eyes in surprise. She had never thought that Vincent would take her to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get a marriage certificate.

Vincent whispered, “3, 2, 1 … Are you ready?”

Emily suddenly laughed, “Well, I think I need three hundred seconds.”

“Wait, what? Are you serious?” Vincent’s face stiffened.

“You are tall and handsome and love me, but…” Before Emily could say anything else, the guards cried out.

Guard A: “Marry him! Please! The little Hulk!”

Guard B: “Please don’t break Mr. Vincent’s heart! I’m willing to take the punishment in Vincent’s place. Come on!”

Guard C: “Marry him! Miss Emily! Please say yes!”

Guard D: “I want you to choose your next words very carefully. Mr. Vincent is cold, ruthless, and hard- to-please, but he loves you so much.”

Guard A: “Are you fucking messing things around?”

Guard B : “D, you’re screwed! I had someone prepared your grave!”

Guard C: “Well, save the grave. I can tear him off.”

Rex immediately stopped them. “Hey, take off your tuxedo if you want to start a fight.”

All the guards said at the same time, “Well, over my dead body!”

Rex was speechless.

“But…” Emily showed her hand and said, “You haven’t prepared a ring yet. I saw it on TV that all marriage needs a ring.”

Vincent hugged her tight and said in a gentle and husky voice, “Do you think it’s funny?”

“Mr. Vincent, I love you too much. How could I say no…I’m afraid that you might get tired of me one day…”

“No.” Vincent leaned over to kiss her ear and said in a low voice, “It won’t happen.”

Emily tried to fight back her tears and said with a smile, “Okay.”

Vincent took off the pendant on his neck and unhooked the ring on it. “I wanted to give it to you a long time ago. How dare you complain to me about the ring?”

Emily remembered that she also had a ring on her pendant. She took it off and put the two rings together. Suddenly, the rings lit up, and a voice came from the gray gemstone.

“We detect that Miss Emily and Mr. Vincent are currently outside the Civil Affairs Bureau. Are you going to get married?”

It was weird, but Emily still responded, “Yes.” He pulled Vincent’s hand, urging him to say something.

“Yes,” Vincent chuckled.

“Congratulation. The ring started to track your moves. If either of you betrays the other one, this marriage will terminate. The ring will automatically fall off from your hands.”

Emily listened to it carefully.

“What are you thinking about?” Vincent tapped at her head.

Emily whispered, “What if you betray…”

Vincent covered her mouth, which made Emily’s mouth pout up high like a goldfish.

“I’m kidding.” Emily spat every word out difficultly.

“Don’t think too much.” Vincent released his hand and scratched her nose.

“Okay.” Emily touched her face and held Vincent’s hand. Her eyes fell on the two rings in his palm.

The gemstone continued, “Miss Emily. Have you come to offer yourselves to each other, freely and without reservation?”

Emily nodded. “I, Emily Britt, take you, Vincent Scavo, to be my husband. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honor you all the days of my life.”

“Mr. Vincent. Have you come to offer yourselves to each other, freely and without reservation?”

“I, Vincent Scavo, take you, Emily Britt, to be my wife. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honor you all the days of my life.” Vincent said as he held Emily’s hand.

“You have declared your consent before the Church. Now, please exchange your rings.”

Vincent put the ring on Emily. Then, he kissed Emily’s hand.

Emily looked at the ring on her ring finger. It was a little loose, but suddenly, the ring slowly shrank to fit her finger size.

“This is amazing,” she said in surprise.

Vincent chuckled. Trevor spent many years making these rings. The most magical thing about them was their automatic calibration.

Vincent could not give Emily a grand wedding, but he prepared a surprise for her.

Emily lowered his head and carefully put the ring on Vincent. A strand of hair fell on Vincent’s hand, making his heart flutter. He then held Emily’s head and kissed her lips.

The guards behind him all clapped their hands, the puppy by Rex’s legs barked happily.

“Lipstick…” Emily whispered.

Vincent backed away and used his thumb to wipe out the lipstick on her face.

Emily looked at his mouth and chuckled. She then tiptoed to wipe the lipstick on his lips with her thumb.

The photographer had been witnessing from the beginning to the end. He started to sob, and the makeup artist and stylist on the side were also wiped away their tears. “This is beautiful…”

Rex was focused on taking pictures and didn’t even notice the puppy was peeing on his shoes.

The Civil Affairs Bureau this day was busy, but people didn’t get in because there were a lot of bodyguards around. When they saw Vincent and Emily exchanging rings and kissing, everyone burst into simultaneous applause.

Vincent held Emily’s hand and walked in. A woman’s cry came from the second floor as they waited in line to get the official paper. Emily turned around, and she saw a woman pushing and kicking a man. The man didn’t do anything but wept silently.

“Mr. Vincent, why do you think they divorce?” Emily asked in a daze.

“I don’t know.”

Emily rubbed his finger. “Do you think we will…?”

Vincent suddenly hit her head.

“Hey!” Emily held his head and pouted, feeling wronged. “It hurts!”

“If you keep thinking something bad, you will be in so much trouble tonight.” Vincent whispered into her ear.

Emily covered her mouth, her eyes slowly widening.

“Tonight?”