Isaac knew that he had no one to blame but himself.Even so, Irene's obstinance on getting a divorce left him feeling unbearable, no matter how he tried to endure and tolerate her actions—she would even go as far as to have her own father beg Henry!It was clear that she would not change her mind once she made her choice, but such was her nature.Now, he was even less eager to tell the truth of what had happened that night—would she not hate him more if she found out?"Why don't you test her, and see if she cares?" Stan suggested.Turning to him, Isaac asked, "How?" "Well, just hang out with other women," Stan said. "She would not care if all she feels toward you is spite, but she would be jealous if she has feelings for you."Isaac scowled. "Why do I even bother asking?"Stan was speechless—what was wrong with his idea? It was basically perfect!Naturally, confident as he was, Stan said, "Well, do you have better ideas? That's the only option to test her now."Isaac mused t
Irene's expression darkened as she stared at Isaac holding that girl.It hurt—as if someone had shoved her heart on a meat hook."Did you come looking for me?" he asked her then, looking fixedly at her as if afraid to miss a sliver of her reaction.Irene, however, feigned nonchalance and flashed an impeccable smile. "No, I didn't. I was just passing by, and I have something else to do. I'll be leaving now."With that, she returned to the car, and urged Jimmy to drive away as fast as he could. "Move, now!"All she wanted right then was to get out of that place, and even as the car moved, she did not even look out of the window once, as if fearful that she would see Isaac holding another woman again.She wanted to slap herself right then—she actually came to make peace, and come clean to him!"He's the enemy!" she murmured, giggling self-deprecatingly. "You must have gone crazy—or drugged, Irene Spencer! To think you'd fall for the man who killed your child!""Mrs. Jefferson…" Ji
As Lionel stepped inside his ward, he told Samantha, "You can leave. I don't need you here."Samantha quickly tried to appease him. "You can't be alone, right? I'll stay."However, Lionel had already seen through her and what she wanted. "You just want my inheritance, don't you?" he asked, exposing her right then. "No!" Samantha quickly explained. "I'm fine without it, but you have to take care of Ricky. He has a criminal record, and there's every chance he won't get a good career. You have to think of him!"Lionel was not bothered with her rant, and simply lay down in bed! Was he that stupid that he would not look after his own son?Meanwhile, Irene had left quietly, and Ricky followed her out of the building."Sis," he called out to her.Turning to look at him with an impassive expression, she asked, "What?""I heard that you're the one who got a specialist to help Dad," Ricky said earnestly, his hostility toward her before nowhere to be seen. "Thank you.""You don't ha
Stan beckoned for Kathy to come closer before whispering into her ear.Her pretty eyes abruptly lit up with a twinkle, and when Stan was finished, she said, "I understand.""Don't even think about stepping out of line, understand?""Understood," Kathy said tamely. "Good."…Later in the evening, once Stan had confirmed that Isaac had returned to his mansion, he notified Kathy.In the mansion, Irene was nestled on the couch and reading a book, and acted as if she did not see Isaac return—even if her mind already drifted away from her book.She wondered how Isaac could pretend that he loved her when he had other women on the side… even doing that to her!She knew it. All men thought with their scrotums, doing it just because they wanted, even if love was not involved. And here she thought Isaac lost control because he was furious! He was no exception to the scrotum rule—any pretty face will do!Casually throwing his jacket on the couch just then, Isaac stood beside the table
"Divorce you?!"Isaac's cheek was twitching as crimson fury flared in his eyes. He really wanted to gouge her heart out and see what it was made of—how could she be so heinous?!"No, you'll never get a divorce. Your soul belongs to me even if you die!"Irene felt like she could lose her mind just then. She tried to give up on her spite and have a heart-to-heart talk with him, but he was messing around with other women! She felt so stupid for almost believing that he actually loved her!"Fine! I'll announce to the world tomorrow that I'm your wife, and I cheated on you all the time with different men, even getting pregnant! I'll make you get sick of me!"Isaac almost choked from that just then.She was really killing him! "Just try it!!!""You think I won't?!" Irene retorted with equal staunchness. It was going nowhere, so Isaac took a deep breath to compose himself. "How could you be so callous?"At the same time, Irene's chest was heaving from sheer frustration. Did he
Furious, Irene knocked Isaac's hand away. They had already planned to get a room, and he was still pretending as if he cared about her? Right in front of his lover?His talent was wasted as CEO. He should be an actor instead!"You're a liar!" she snapped, and started to run upstairs.However, her foot might have been still too stiff, or she was moving too quickly, or perhaps she was simply too distracted… she almost tripped on the stairs, but caught the scaffolding in time so that she did not actually fall.That left her even more frustrated. Forget making a fool of herself in front of Isaac—she was doing it in front of his lover too!"Stupid mansion!" she snapped grumpily. "They can't even get the design right when they built it!"Isaac stared at her and said, "If you say so. Let's demolish this place and build it in a design you prefer."Irene wheeled on him and shot him a glare.See? He was flirting with her again! "Why do you care? Go to the hotel already!" Irene huffed
Looking into Irene's eyes, Issac told her, "If you still hate me for causing your miscarriage and pushing you off the building, you can curse me and hit me all you will, or demand anything—I will accept everything you ask, but not a divorce."Irene sniffled. "I hate you, but…"But she could not control her own feelings, and fell for him.Biting her lip, she asked, "Don't you care that I've been with other men?""I don't," Isaac replied, because he knew that she was squeaky clean and had given him her first time!Irene made up her mind then. "But… do you mind if I had a child with another man?"If he accepted it, so be it. If he refused to, she would hold no qualms about leaving, so that neither of them would be hurt because they had to stay!On the other hand, Isaac did not catch her hint, and presumed that she was talking about their lost child.His heart sank at the thought, and his chest felt as if it burned. "If your children were still here, I would love them as my own.
Stan was utterly dumbstruck. Really? Was she going that far? Did she really have no will to live, throwing herself into the ocean?"Find her—even if she's dead," Isaac growled just then. He wanted a body even if she was really dead!Stan promptly left and ordered the men to put on their gear for a search effort.Meanwhile, Chad buried his head under his palms. He was still in love with Whitney—he would not have challenged Isaac's wrath to rescue her from prison otherwise. "You're a murderer, Isaac Jefferson!" he bellowed in rage.Isaac's expression was icy, but he did not even glance at Chad. On the other hand, Stan snorted at Chad, knowing that he was messing with the wrong man. "Who murdered her again? She jumped into the sea on her own! Hell, we're going down right now to save her!"Chad's face went red from frustration. "That's not true and you know it!""But it is the truth," Stan said, shrugging at him with a look that basically said 'what-can-you-do-about-that?'
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