Irene was frowning, but she lowered her voice. "Lulu is not telling you because she has her reasons—""What reasons could she have? She chose the wrong man and refuses to admit it. She's afraid to say it, to let others know that she was blind," Zachary huffed, upset at Lulu's silence.She just had to say that Martin messed up, and he would stand up for her and beat Martin up for her!Even if they were not lovers, they could be family—he could at least do that much for her.On the other hand, Irene was watching Lulu, who kept her head lowered as she held Jean in her arms.Irene could sense that Lulu did not want to part with her baby, that she was compelled to leave Jean in someone else's care. While Zachary was not exactly a stranger, Lulu was still the one who carried Jean for ten months, and they were dearest to each other.As a mother, Irene understood that feeling.Rising to her feet then, she said, "I'm hungry. I'm going to get some food."Irene was sure that although Lu
Zachary looked up at Lulu right then. "I'll raise Jean myself. I'll make the call whatever happens.."In other words, he was telling her to not talk too much, especially about things he did not want to hear.Jean was his flesh and blood—he would never let her suffer any grievance!Also, why was Lulu presuming that he was getting married already? The thought never crossed his mind.After all, what was the point of love when one thought about it, when all it brought was pain? Now, he was finally over it and able to start anew.Would he still get himself a woman who meddled with his life? No way!Physical needs were nothing but that—sentiment was unnecessary.Lulu certainly understood that she had no right to meddle after she entrusted Jean to his care.She looked at Jean then, whose little lips were wiggling.The baby was still so small, so soft.She could not help being sad. It was her hope and duty as a mother to watch her baby grow up. But now…She turned around then
Zachary lowered his eyes. "It was an accident."Irene's face fell.She knew that Martin's work was dangerous, but to learn that he was hurt again left her in disbelief.It was not easy for Lulu to find someone, after all."Is it serious?" she asked softly.Zachary nodded. "They haven't found his body."He knew because Lulu told him eventually after he asked.Irene had to sit on the edge of the bed. "How could that happen?"Zachary sighed lengthily in turn, unsure if he should be pleased or upset.After all, Lulu would not have given Jean to him if Martin was alright.Zachary thought he would at best watch Jean from afar and go his entire life without hearing her call him daddy. Even if he was entrusted with Jean after Martin's accident, it also meant an end to Lulu's bliss.Looking at Irene then, he said, "Lulu was blaming herself. That's why she gave Jean to me.""What do you mean?" Irene asked."She and Martin had a fight, which was why Martin took the role of handler,
For Ricky, life in prison was stressless, even happy, which explained his sunny disposition.It was certainly a far cry from being a criminal who had to look over his back every day.Irene nodded. "Is there anything you want? I can buy it for you."Ricky shook his head. "I'm not short on anything here, and Lulu bought a lot of stuff for me a while ago. She often visits, too, so don't worry."Irene pursed her lips. Lulu would probably not have the time to visit him now…"I'll come whenever I have the time…""No, it's very far, and you have to take care of your children. Don't worry about me, just come by if you happen to be passing by." Ricky smiled.Irene looked at his smile for a while before hanging her head guiltily.If she had cared more about him, he might not have strayed like this.It was too stern a lesson, to waste his best days behind bars when he was at the age to strut and see the world."Right, we're doing some sewing later," Ricky said, still smiling. "I've lear
The deep voice from the other end spoke. "I miss you."Irene smiled—that was what she wanted to hear.She glanced outside the window again, where Lulu and Zachary had just parted ways, and Zachary was carrying Jean back to the hotel.She said into the phone, "I love you, Isaac."She did not want to be separated from him. She wanted to be with him forever without missing a second!The fact that Lulu could not be with Zachary made her cherish her love with Zachary more.She then asked mischievously, "Why aren't you saying anything?""I have nothing to say," Isaac replied.Irene lowered her gaze, speechless. "I see.""Yeah."Irene wanted to snap at him right then.'Yeah'?Forget not saying 'I love you too'—what was that attitude?!"I'm eating. I'm hanging up now," she said and promptly cut off the call.On the other end, Isaac was left listening to the machine beeping, while smiling faintly. When it came to love, it would only be more memorable to say it face to face. -
Irene did not manage to find Isaac's ward from the receptionist, so she had to talk to the doctor.She headed to the VIP ward on the top floor and ran into Stan, who was speaking to the attending physician."Stan," she called out to him.Stan turned toward her and was left gaping when she saw that it was her."M-Ma'am!" he exclaimed as he hurried to her. "What are you doing here?"Irene smiled. "Can't I come?"Stan quickly shook his head. "No, it's just quite sudden. Why didn't you call?"Irene raised a brow. "Did I come at a bad time?"Stan shook his head again. "No…"Irene simply strode past him toward the doctor—Isaac never did tell her about his condition, and she naturally should find out first."Excuse me, but when are Mr. Jefferson's eyes expected to recover?"The doctor stared at her in turn. "And you are…?""His wife," Irene replied."Oh!" the doctor exclaimed, coming to an understanding just then. "You were the one who contacted me at the time.""Yes." Irene nod
Irene frowned slightly. Did Isaac really think she was Stan?To be fair to him, she never made a sound and came out of the blue.And without his vision, he naturally would not be able to tell that it was her.She watched his surprised look and smiled mischievously before speaking while changing her voice. "Mr. Hill asked me to take care of you."As she spoke, she lifted his blanket and put her hand on his chest…"Stan Hill!" Isaac bellowed right then, startling Stan outside and sending him scurrying inside. Irene did not have the time to straighten Isaac's clothes or button it, leaving his chest bare.Stan glanced between that and Irene's innocent look, and he was left frowning.What was going on there? He was not surprised that it happened since absence made the heart fonder. He was just surprised why Isaac would call him in.Smiling, he asked, "Is there something you need me for, Mr. Jefferson?""Throw out the woman you brought in!" Isaac barked grumpily.Stan was lef
Irene hesitated for a moment as she watched Isaac raise a hand, but she eventually walked up and put her hand in his palm. He grasped her fingers firmly as he gently pulled a little, and Irene followed the motion to lean in and climb into his arms."Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Isaac asked, brushing his fingers through her hair."You wouldn't have let me come if I did," she purred in his arms.Isaac sighed. "I just didn't want you to see me like this.""You're my husband," Irene said, looking up at him just then. "I'll love you however you are."And with those words, she leaned in to kiss his lips.Isaac's whole body stiffened and he rasped, "I smell like medicine."Irene stared at him—that was certainly not his issue. After all, he was just used to being proud and was therefore insecure now that he lost the initiative.She smiled. "I don't mind. What are you upset about?"Isaac smiled in return, and she lay her head on his chest to listen to his heartbeat. "Do
Soon after the wedding, Mr. Fowler proposed for Stan to work at his company to get used to the work over there.He was worried as he did not have much time left, and it would not do if he was gone before the proper arrangements were made.Still, Stan returned to Franconia with Isaac and his family, sorting out things at work and finishing every task he had on hand.While Isaac used to have a lot of free time with Stan around, he was just slightly busier after Stan left. After all, no company should operate in a way that losing a single person would stall all their operations.And after a week, Stan sorted out all the remaining tasks he had in Franconia and returned to Zidonia to start work at the Fowlers' family business.While Stan had property in Zidonia too, he moved into the Fowlers' mansion, but not as a live-in son-in-law. He was simply aware of Mr. Fowler's illness, and Rea wanted to spend more time with her parents.And as the son-in-law, he was obliged to do that much.
Despite feeling wistful, Mr. Fowler eventually passed Rea's hand to Stan. "I hope you will both cherish each other from now on."Rea told him, "We will."Thereafter, it was the usual proceedings of a wedding, with exchange of rings and vows, the wedding speech, and the luncheon!Though everything went smoothly, Mrs. Fowler could not help shedding tears.She was pleased that her daughter was finally getting married, especially since she was looking forward to this.But now that Rea really did marry, she was worried that her life might get difficult and unhappy.Such was the worrisome nature of mothers.-Later, Stan led Rea to Isaac's table.They were all acquainted, but Stan introduced everyone once again to reacquaint them with Rea.After all, she was no longer Zachary's friend's cousin now, but Stan's wife.Erin was grinning from ear to ear. "Congratulations.""Thank you." Rea smiled in return."Congrats," Baby said, imitating the adults.Rea reached out to stroke his c
Zachary said, "I heard you sealed the deal with Rea Fowler, and her family is preparing for your wedding."Stan smiled. "I'm the look of success—getting a girl couldn't be simpler. See? I'm getting married already.""Well, I guess we're all taken now," Erin said.Tommy poked his head up just then. "Congratulations, Uncle Stan.""Thank you." Stan chuckled, patting his head."Also, I heard that you're marrying into the Fowler family?" Zachary asked.Everyone turned to stare at Stan in shock, but it was understandable.Stan was not that modest that he would have to go that far—he had money and was successful enough to afford a wife.Still, Zachary—who knew the Fowlers—suggested, "To be fair, they do need someone to take care of the family business…"-Either way, it meant that Irene's family would be delaying their return trip to Franconia.After all, none of them had expected to attend Stan's wedding so soon after Zachary's.Stan himself did not expect that either, as he had
"What's the problem? We've already slept together," Rea said as she put her clothes on.She frowned as Stan was still on the bed and not moving. "What, are you going to stay in my bed forever?""What am I supposed to wear?" Stan shrugged. "You haven't brought my clothes here.""I'll get it for you."Rea remembered his suitcase then and hurried downstairs to bring it up."Wear whatever you like. I'll be waiting downstairs," she said and hurried away.Stan got out of bed and put on a suit—it was only right to dress formally when it came to discussing marriage.After cleaning up and heading downstairs, he found Rea sandwiched by her parents.Stan had no idea if she had already mentioned it, but both Mr. and Mrs. Fowler were both staring at him, leaving him further tense.Clearing his throat, Stan began, "Excuse me, but—""Yes, we agree to you marrying our daughter.""You mean marrying into our family," Rea corrected them.Everyone else was staring at her before asking all at o
If Rea asked her parents now, they would only get sad, and life would become difficult for everyoneWhat should she do to make them happy?Right, she could get married! Her parents would definitely be pleased. As for the choice of bridegroom, did she not have one readily available here?If Stan could pretend to be her boyfriend, he could definitely be her husband too.They could fake their marriage if they had to!Putting the medical file back where she found it, she wobbled up to her feet and left the room.Stan had yet to step out of the bathroom when she returned, so she sat on the bed and waited.After a while, Stan stepped out with a towel around his waist and paused when he saw Rea sitting there. "Where are my clothes?" He asked, presuming that Rea had forgotten since there was nothing on the bed or the table. "My suitcase is still in your car trunk."Rea turned toward him. "Let's get married."Stan was left speechless for a moment and soon chuckled, "Did you forge
Mrs. Fowler smacked her daughter, but while Rea thought she was angry, she said instead, "Just do your best."Rea's mind was blown—were her parents bewitched? They were completely different from before! A long time ago, her parents had used to tell her that she did not have to marry as long as she was happy.But later on, they had persistently sent her on blind dates… and now, they were telling her to seduce a man?Touching her mother's forehead, Rea asked, "Are you sick?"Mrs. Fowler slapped her hand off. "Your dad and I are leaving now.""Yeah." Mr. Fowler nodded. "The chauffeur is waiting."Rea walked them to the door and watched as their car left before returning inside.She did not go upstairs since Stan was asleep, and she would be bored—she was the type who just could not sit still.However, it was inappropriate if she left since that would leave nobody home.In her boredom, she thought of pranking Stan. She headed upstairs to find him asleep, and soundly at that.Ca
Unable to argue against her parents, Rea said, "Fine, fine. Whatever you say."Mrs. Fowler smiled. "Then help Stan upstairs to get some rest.""Which room?" Rea asked.Mrs. Fowler realized with a start and quickly said, "Oh, there's no bedding in the guest room… So let him stay in your room."Rea was left staring at her in shock. "When did you get so open-minded? Letting a man stay in your daughter's room?"Mrs. Fowler shrugged. "What can he do when he's drunk?""Haven't you heard of drunken fumbles?" Rea asked.Both Mr. and Mrs. Fowler shook their heads at the same time. "Nope."Rea was left totally speechless—this was just outrageous!She would think that Stan was actually their son, if it was not for the fact that they were not acquainted before.They were not like this before either—even if they were urging her to get married, they were not throwing her at a man like this!Mr. Fowler then said, "If anything happens, we'll demand that he takes responsibility and marries y
"I get it," Stan replied quietly. "I wouldn't have been upset even if you didn't explain yourself. But since you did, I forgive you."Rea's brow creased as she pursed her lips. "See? I knew it. We really shouldn't be too nice to you."While Stan was speechless, Mrs. Fowler was enthusiastically putting food on Stan's plate. "This is our family's favorite dish. Try it."Stan nodded after a bite. "It's good."Mrs. Fowler smiled, while Mr. Fowler poured him a glass of wine. "Can you hold your liquor?"Stan smiled. "More or less.""You're being humble now." Mr. Fowler smiled at him. "You're definitely a good drinker.""A little."Rea had enough right then. "Dad, Stan has work to do, and he has to return to Franconia tomorrow. You're going to make things difficult for him."Mr. Fowler smiled awkwardly. "Right…" "You think?" Rea huffed, snatching his wine away. "Everyone only gets to have one glass."Mr. Fowler glared at Rea. "Party pooper."Rea shrugged. "I'm doing this for your
Rea turned her head aside. "Then what's your hobby?"Stan did a double take and remembered his life… which was work and more work.It had been years since he took leave, and he would not get to goof off the last few days if it had not been for Zachary's wedding.Hobby? He certainly did not have anything like that.Now that he thought about it, his life was boring and monotonous, and he did not have anyone very close.That was why he wanted a kind, understanding wife to care and offer him company while he took care of her needs.When he looked up at Rea, he clearly felt that she was not for him—he needed someone to take care of him, but with her, he would be busy taking care of her instead."You're looking at me weirdly," Rea suddenly said."How so?" Stan asked.Rea moved closer, looking him in the eyes and asking solemnly, "Don't tell me—you've fallen for me?""You don't just suffer from a flawed personality—you're narcissistic too."Stan pursed his lips and checked the tim