The three-month countdown is ticking toward a moment where he either needs to produce evidence of a wedding, explain a very fast divorce, or somehow manufacture a reason to stay permanently remote. Every week that passes without a resolution makes the eventual conversation longer and the fake marriage timeline more suspicious. He got sentimental about a boss, panicked about a resignation, and is now maintaining a fictional personal life across multiple time zones. The triple salary is genuinely impressive. The rest of it is a slow-motion situation that only gets more complicated the longer the wedding stays scheduled.


