Secret Wealthy Marriage
Chapter 1024 - 021 Birth certificate along with it for you_5

Chapter 1024: 021 Birth certificate along with it for you_5

"Thank you, Auntie Zhang," Avery Graham nodded, and then Bernard Taylor said a few words to the driver and came over to Avery’s side. Avery said to Auntie Zhang, "We should head up now; my parents must be getting anxious."

"Yeah, go ahead, go ahead," Auntie Zhang nodded her head.

After the two left, the Residential Area burst into conversation. They were now deeply skeptical of Old Mrs. Wu’s words, about how Avery was the one being abandoned. It was clear to anyone with eyes that Avery had climbed up the social ladder, not that she was dumped; if anything, it was she who dumped someone else.

Hand in hand, Avery felt that the usually composed Bernard Taylor actually had sweaty palms. She turned her head and asked, "Are you nervous, Bernard?"

"Yeah, a little," Bernard admitted with some unease. Instead of nervousness, it was more accurate to say that he was worried whether Avery’s father and mother would feel secure entrusting Avery to him.

Avery had said that only through her parents’ approval would she give him the Marriage Certificate and the birth certificate together.

Whether he could obtain these two certificates hinged on today, hence his particular nervousness. He really feared something unpredictable might happen.

After hearing this, Avery didn’t comfort him; instead, she laughed unapologetically. It was her first time seeing Bernard this nervous about anything. Even during surgical operations, facing patients with their intestines squeezed out, he had never been this anxious—back then, she almost felt nauseous enough to vomit.

So, when she left, it was also because she knew she wasn’t a qualified nurse and that she wouldn’t have made it far on this path.

"...You’re not comforting me, you’re laughing at me, aren’t you?" Bernard, hearing Avery’s laughter, glared with wide eyes and stretched out his hands, pulling her close, "Come on, give me some comfort, a kiss."

Bernard shamelessly said, even sliding his hands under Avery’s armpits, ready to tickle her if she resisted.

Avery was very sensitive in these spots, and before Bernard even started, she was already unbearably ticklish. As they were laughing and playing, the Elevator doors opened, and there stood Avery’s father, who paused for a moment before smiling.

"Your mom sent me down to see if you’d arrived yet?" In fact, they knew Avery had come back as soon as they saw the luxury car. Since it was taking them so long to come up, Avery’s mom sent her dad to check on them.

It turned out the two were already taking the elevator up, and it seemed, their relationship appeared to be good.

"This is my dad, dad, this is Bernard Taylor," Avery introduced them to each other.

"Mm, the young man is really handsome," Avery’s father nodded approvingly without hesitation, openly admiring him.

"Hello, Uncle Graham," said Bernard respectfully, also letting go of Avery.

"Mm, okay, okay, let’s go. We should all head home. Giselle Browman called to say she’s not coming over today, said there was some issue at the company," Avery’s father turned and began walking forward, then suddenly remembered that Giselle’s boss was right here in front of them, yet Giselle said she couldn’t come, "Bernard, aren’t you Giselle’s boss? What’s so urgent at the company to pressure a young girl like her?"

"...Er, probably because her department hasn’t finished their work yet; each department has different work nature," Bernard guessed that Giselle’s inability to come back must be related to Alvin Morris. While others might not know, he was aware that Alvin had been smitten with Giselle at first sight, now often using work as an excuse to keep Giselle behind alone.

This man didn’t have experience chasing girls and lacked the know-how to court them, causing his actions to displease her family. This young man, he would need to find some time to speak with him and teach him how to chase after a girl properly.

"Oh, is that so. Our Giselle is quite capable at work," Avery’s father beamed as if he were talking about his own daughter, and sure enough, his next comment was exactly that, "Just like our Avery. Look at her, opening her second branch. It won’t be long before the third and fourth branches."

"...Dad," Avery felt embarrassed. If it weren’t for Bernard’s help, she believed she wouldn’t have been able to open her second branch by the end of the year.

Thus, it was all due to Bernard’s efforts; it really had nothing to do with her abilities.