The woman was called Melody Jesse, and she was from Haiti.
They thought, where is it?
We've never even heard of this place...
Jerry looked so calm. Seeing that, they couldn't help but question the authenticity of the marriage certificate.
"Jerry, is this real? It's not a fake, is it? Did you make a fake marriage certificate, because you didn't want to hear us nagging?"
Jerry sipped coffee leisurely. "The marriage certificate is in your hands. Why don't you find someone to verify it? I got it from the staff at City Hall this morning. If you don't believe me, go check it out."
"Well..."
The elders' lips twitched. Jerry sounded so confident. Did he really get married?
"Jerry, it's not that we don't believe you. It's just... Is she reliable?"
"How's her family background?"
"Is she a college graduate? Where does she live? How many people are there in her family?"
"What do her parents do?"