"I'm fine with it. You?" Philip raised an eyebrow. Barbara smiled. "Of course I want to. It's been a long time since I went on holiday to another continent. But I don't think this weekend is a good time. I don't want to look tired when I attend Jeremy and Ava's wedding. How about three days after their wedding?" She held Philip's hand tighter. "Okay." Barbara's face brightened. With eyes radiating enthusiasm, she returned her gaze to Vivian. "Is that possible, Mrs. Bell?" Receiving a nod from Vivian, Barbara let out a laugh. "Thank you, Mrs. Bell." Then, Barbara hugged Philip tightly. Her heart blossomed. She didn't expect that the dream honeymoon she had kept secret from Philip could actually come true. "Then if the plane tickets to Europe were given to Aunt Ava, where will Uncle Jeremy go on his honeymoon?" Louis asked, dampening Barbara's cheerfulness. "Yes, where are you guys on your honeymoon?" Barbara sighed guiltily. "Don't let me and Philip have fun while you two just s
"Babe, wait here. Don't come in until I say it's safe," Philip whispered while stroking his wife's hair. However, when he was about to approach the door, Barbara held his hand. "Don't, Phil." Barbara shook her head quickly. Her eye bags suddenly became thick. "Don't go in. What if there's a trap inside or someone is ready to attack with a weapon? I don't want you to get hurt." Cupping Barbara's cheek, Philip closed their distance. His eyes radiated seriousness. "You forgot who I am? I'm your brother's best bodyguard. No one can hurt me. So relax, hmm?" Barbara still shook her head. "But we promised to always be together. I don't want to let you face the enemy alone." Barbara gripped Philip's arm tighter. Worried that the reason wasn't enough, she added, "Besides, I'm afraid to wait here alone." Philips studied her face more closely. After a brief moment of consideration, he finally let out a faint sigh. "Okay, you can go with me, but stay close." "Okay." Barbara nodded quickly.
"Philip, look!" Barbara pointed at the candles that were lined up to form a path leading to the bedroom. "Isn't this very sweet?" Philip smiled slightly. Rubbing Barbara's arm, he whispered, "This is just the beginning, but you already like it?" Barbara nodded. Her eyes filled with tears. "Yes, the twins are full of ideas. I don't know how they can be that romantic, even though they are still so young." "Is that sarcasm to me?" Philip furrowed an eyebrow. Barbara chuckled. "No. Let's follow the drone before Emily grumbles again." A moment later, they found Emily's handwriting on the wall near their bedroom door. "Congratulations, Uncle and Auntie! Happy wedding!" There were several flowers drawn in various colors on the paper. In the bottom row, a bride and groom were painted kissing. A heart came out of their mouths. "Oh, this is so cute." "Yeah, Emily is cute." Suddenly, the drone approached them then moved back and forth. Philip and Barbara could tell that Louis was annoye
"Wow! These sparklers are really long!" Emily studied the wands in her hands with sparkling eyes. "You're right. Even magic wands aren't this long." Louis drew his fireworks into the air, as a knight would use his sword. At that moment, a wedding organizer staff approached them. "Okay, please pay attention." The twins turned around with round eyes. "Later, when the wedding music is played, our team will light your sparklers. After that, you walk slowly towards the groom. These fireworks can last for three minutes, so you don't need to rush." The twins nodded. "Okay." "Please remember that these fireworks are hot and dangerous. You must not touch the tips and do not point them at other people. You only need to twist them a little, like this." Hearing that explanation, Louis' lips pursed. "We understand, Sir. We once read about fireworks. They are usually made of metal wire coated with a mixture of potassium perchlorate, titanium or aluminum, and dextrin. The color depends on the
Failing to jog his memory, the wedding organizer staff contacted his colleague. "Monitor two. Please provide information. What was the guest's name?" While the staff listened to the answer, Frank and Kara exchanged glances. Their breath was held. Their hearts were beating faster. "Report, Sir. The name of the guest is Sean. He came with his wife. He walks with a cane." Hearing that name, Frank and Kara breathed a sigh of relief. The twins turned around with round eyes. "What? Sean is coming?" "Yes, Young Master." With sparkling eyes, Louis looked at his sister. "Emily, we can't just stay here. We have to welcome them!" Emily nodded slightly. "Yeah. Let's meet Sean!" Seeing that the two toddlers had already run, Frank kissed Kara's forehead. "Wait here. We won't be long." After she nodded, Frank hurriedly followed the twins. "Sean! Sean!" Ignoring Sean's slightly limping standing position, the twins rushed at him with a hug. Sean couldn't do much. He just smiled, whispered, "H
Realizing the presence of someone by their side, the twins turned their heads. As soon as they found Sophia, their eyes widened. Their feet spontaneously retreated, away from the woman. "Sophia, why are you here?" Louis stretched out one arm, shifting Emily to hide behind his back. "Both my parents are in prison. I can't possibly let their company be neglected. Moreover, the Moore family has exiled us. They don't want to interfere with our business. So, who else can take care of it if not me?" Louis puffed out his cheeks and rolled his eyes upwards. "That's not what I meant. Why are you here, attending Uncle Jeremy’s wedding?" At that moment, Frank arrived at their side. He pulled the twins back towards Kara before moving forward to face Sophia. "What do you want here? This is a private wedding. You can't just come as you please." Sophia pressed her lips with her chin. "I didn't come on a whim." After reaching into the bag, she took out a card. "I also have an invitation." Emi
Ava approached Jeremy hesitantly. The man still had his elbows on his knees, bowed while massaging his temples. Occasionally, his shoulders seemed to rise, pressed by the tightness of his chest. Ava couldn't bear to see it. "Jeremy," she called softly. When the man glanced out of the corner of his eye, she continued, "Would you like me to accompany you?" Jeremy shook his head slightly. "I'm fine, Ava. Just need time to think. You just accompany the others at the dinner table. I'll catch up soon." While Jeremy nodded, trying to reassure her, Ava was lost in thought. After a short consideration, she sat on the same bench. "I won't be noisy. Just pretend I'm not here. You can continue thinking." Ava lowered her head, not wanting to make Jeremy feel intimidated. However, Jeremy’s sad gaze was still fixed on Ava. Only after a long sigh did he change his sight—back to the ultrasound image in his hand. "Did you know?" Jeremy's voice broke the silence. Ava glanced without turning her he
"So it's true?" Frank pressed his ear to the phone. His serious expression made the people around the dining table even more curious. "Okay, thank you. Please notify me immediately if there is any other information." As soon as Frank hung up, everyone leaned forward. "How is it?" several people asked in unison. Frank shook his head faintly. "Sophia wasn't lying. She really had an abortion." The other spontaneously leaned back in their chairs, including Kara. "What a poor little baby," she sighed. "Come on, don't be too sad. Try to look at the positive side. Imagine if Sophia kept the fetus. Jeremy might become attached to her. His marriage to Ava could be threatened," Melanie said lightly. Barbara widened her eyes at those words. "Mommy?" "What? I said it as it is. Was what I said wrong?" "Even if that's true, you must respect Mrs. Bell, Mom. After all, that's her grandchild," Barbara whispered with furrowed eyebrows. "I think your mother has a point, Barbara," Vivian said un