The Billionaire Who Saved Me - Chapter 54: Chapter 54

"Come with me," Mason said, grabbing my arm and pulling me into his study. He slammed the door shut behind us. "Elena has to go."
"What? Why? We get along just fine." I refused, refusing to let him fire Elena. It was unreasonable just because she tried on my dress.
Mason gave a cold snort. "You'll regret this."
"I won't," I insisted stubbornly. But later events would prove me wrong, and my stubbornness would bring me endless trouble.
Mason had come to fetch Joey's bridesmaid dress and to inform me he would be staying at Knight Villa until the wedding. This house was now my home.
The Gordon family, afraid I might ask for something, didn't visit. Honestly, it was better that way. Their presence usually meant headaches. Still, their no-show at the wedding would embarrass me.
Several days flew by in a blink, and today was the day before the wedding. Tradition dictated no groom-and-bride contact for three days prior, but Mason barged in early in the morning.
It had been a few days since I last saw him, and I did miss him, though I would never admit it. My feelings were mine alone.
Seeing him made my heart flutter, but I mimicked his usual aloof tone. "What are you doing here? We're not supposed to meet before the wedding."
Mason cut straight to the point. "Enough. We're leaving."
"For what?"
"To get our marriage certificate."
My knees nearly buckled. I had assumed our union would only be ceremonial. Now he was saying we were going to officially register it? Once we got the marriage certificate, we would be legally married.
"Daydreaming again, Katherine." Mason stressed the name sharply, snapping me back to reality.
Right. I was just a stand-in. Once my role ended, Katherine would vanish. I scolded myself for letting my imagination run wild when I hadn't even completed my task.
"Let me grab my bag." As I turned, I swore I saw a faint smile on Mason's face, but I didn't dare look back.
When I came back downstairs, Mason's face was its usual unreadable mask. He said, "Let's go."
When we arrived at City Hall, I gaped at the snaking line outside. It wasn't even open for business yet, and the main entrance was still shut.
As I moved to get out of the car, Mason stopped me. "Where are you going?"
"To queue up. Look how long that line is," I said.
He gave me that "are you stupid?" look before closing his eyes, simply dismissing me.
I was just about to argue when the driver explained, "Ms. Gordon, you and Mr. Knight won't need to queue up. Once the call comes, you can go in directly."
I shut up. With nothing else to do, I studied the couples outside—holding hands, standing shoulder to shoulder, their faces glowing with sweet anticipation.
"What's the occasion? Why are so many people getting married today?" I nudged Mason, whispering.
"Monday," he said flatly.
I asked, "Not some special date?" Delilah would've insisted on an auspicious day.
"It is," Mason replied tersely.
"What's special about it?"
"Shut up."
I stuck out my tongue and dropped it. In a city of millions of people, long lines weren't unusual.
Soon, a call came. Mason and I entered through a back door, where the staff were already waiting. Ten minutes later, the marriage certificate was in my hands.
Outside, I clutched it, grinning like an idiot. Mason ignored me, but I sensed no annoyance.
After dropping me at home, Mason reminded me to double-check everything for tomorrow.
I promised. Only after watching him drive away did I go to check the wedding stuff.
Truthfully, there was little to check. Elena had prepped every detail flawlessly. She never missed a thing, and I trusted her. But today, I was in too good a mood not to humor Mason.
My good mood vanished the moment I reached my bedroom. Elena was carefully checking items for tomorrow's wedding, while Joey sat on my bed, holding my wedding dress up against her bridesmaid gown to compare them.
"Joey, what are you doing?" I asked, my voice sharper than I intended.
Joey snorted, "What are you yelling about? I'm just looking at your dress. Humph, when I get married, my wedding dress will be much prettier than this."
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Can you put my dress down now?"
"Humph, you should feel honored I even looked at it." Joey tossed my dress onto the bed and strutted past me. She went downstairs, yelling at Nadia to make her something to eat.
As soon as Joey left, I rushed over to inspect my wedding dress. After checking it thoroughly several times, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, Joey hadn't done anything to it. If she had damaged it and claimed it was an accident, there wouldn't have been much I could do.
"I'm sorry, Kate. She insisted on seeing it, and I couldn't stop her." Elena apologized.
"It's not your fault. You couldn't have stopped her." I didn't blame Elena. Joey was stubborn and domineering. She wouldn't have listened to Elena anyway.
The dress was fine. For the next couple of days, I would have to put up with Joey. The most important thing was making sure the wedding went smoothly. The last thing I needed was Joey throwing a tantrum in front of the guests and causing a scene.
"When did she get here?" I asked after closing the door.
"I don't know. She was already here when I arrived. Nadia said she's Mr. Knight's sister, but when I greeted her, she ignored me." Elena sounded a little hurt.
I comforted her, "Just ignore her. That's how she always is."
Elena nodded. "Got it."