Emma seemed satisfied with his answer but wasn''t entirely convinced. "In that case, I''ll have my assistant make an appointment with a doctor for you two. It''s best to get a check-up, just in case there are any issues that need to be addressed."


    Bet hadn''t expected her to push it this far and quickly cut her off. "Mom, Yvonne and I are young and healthy. I guarantee there''s nothing wrong. We haven''t even started trying yet, and you''re already sending me for tests. Anyone would think I have a problem."


    "You brat, stop talking nonsense," Emma huffed, shooting him a re, but she finally dropped the subject of a medical check-up.


    Emma had an appearance scheduled for the afternoon, which was why she had rushed over in the morning.


    Bet patiently endured the rest of the visit until he finally saw his mother out.


    He walked Emma downstairs and waited until her car drove away before heading


    back up.


    When Bet returned to the apartment, Yvonne was sitting in the dining area, eating breakfast.


    He washed his hands and sat down across from her, joining her for the meal.


    Yvonne served him a bowl of soup and teased with a smile, "Mr. Bet Thompson, not even married yet and already being pressured to have a baby."


    Bet just smiled without saying anything, letting the topic drop. He clearly didn''t want to put any pressure on her.


    Bet was already in his thirties, and many of his peers were already fathers. It wasn''t that he wasn''t eager, but he respected Yvonne''s feelings above all else.


    Yvonne had only been teasing, so she let the subject go as well.


    They hadn''t been intimate for very long, and Bet was usually careful to use protection, though there were a few times he''d lost control. On those asions, Yvonne hadn''t taken anything afterward, but she hadn''t gotten pregnant either. Perhaps her body wasn''t in the best condition, making it harder to conceive. Or perhaps bringing a new life into the world simply required a bit of fate.


    Yvonne decided to just let nature take its course. There was no point in forcing it or worrying about it.


    Bet had chosen a date to register their marriage in three days'' time.


    On days she didn''t have to work, Yvonne usually slept in until she woke up naturally. But on this day, she was up bright and early.


    "Eager, are we?" Bet teased as


    he came out of the bathroom. He was already showered and dressed in crisp trousers and a white shirt,


    stark contrast to his military


    uniform. The outfit softened his look,


    giving him a much gentler air.


    Yvonne got out of bed and naturally wrapped her arms around his waist, nting a


    soft kiss on the corner of his mouth.


    "I''m about to marry you. Of course,


    I''m eager, she said, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes crinkling with a smile Her love for him was always direct and radiant expressed a Bold and brilliant charm.


    Nith


    "Go get ready. Helen has already made breakfast. After we eat, we''ll head to City Hall," Bet said.


    While Yvonne went to the dining


    room for breakfast, Bet double-checked all the necessary paperwork for the marriage license. His special status required a lot of documentation, but after a thorough review, he confirmed everything was in order and sealed the file folder.


    After breakfast, they left together. Yvonne was also wearing a white shirt, paired with a long red skirt. Her hair was down, held back simply with a single clip, giving her a clean, fresh-faced look.


    Bet drove them to a nearby municipal building. They arrived early, before it had opened, but there were already many young couples lined up at the entrance.


    It was indeed a popr day for weddings. Although the doors weren''t officially open, a staff member was already waiting outside for them. Bet had arranged everything in advance.


    Bet took Yvonne''s hand, and they walked up the steps to the building together. The staff member spotted them immediately and came forward with a weing smile.