Irene had hit Whitney so hard that her palm was numb, and her eyes were filled with fury. "You're a doctor. You know that an amniocentesis to a mother in early pregnancy will cause a miscarriage. A slap is a lot less than what you deserve!"She would not be this merciful if anything were to happen to her twins!On the other hand, Whitney had never ever suffered such indignation and humiliation—her eyes went red as she snarled, "Irene Spencer!"However, she had barely raised her hand when someone caught her wrist, and she turned to find Zachary watching her."W-What are you doing here?" she stammered.Zachary shoved her aside. "Did you think you could do anything you want if I'm not around?""She hit me first!" Whitney cried, pointing at Irene. "Can't you see my face?"It turns out that Zachary had seen Irene do it, but he had also heard their entire conversation. "You were trying to hurt her baby, weren't you?"Whitney could not say anything to that, and turned furiously to gla
"I want to talk to you," Whitney told Isaac.She was brimming with confidence, because she knew that she would inevitably come up on top!Isaac gave her a cold look, but asked, "Need more money? How much is it this time?""No, it's not about money. I'm pregnant with your child," Whitney said, and took out an ultrasound sonogram—which she got after she performed the amniocentesis on Irene.Naturally, she wrote down her own name instead of Irene's.In the end, she did not want to test if the child was Isaac's with the amniocentesis—she needed evidence to trick Isaac!Isaac, however, did not take the sonogram. He simply glanced at it, and while he saw that the date was a match, he was not about to believe Whitney so easily!"I know you won't believe me," Whitney said then, and took out the cell samples she had extracted from the amniocentesis, which she had kept frozen and well-preserved. She was certainly well-prepared."These are cell samples from the amniocentesis I took. You
The atmosphere in the car was suffocating! Once they returned to the mansion, Isaac headed upstairs and asked casually, "Is she asleep?"Mrs. Watson answered softly, "Mrs. Jefferson hasn't returned yet."Isaac stopped in his tracks and checked his watch. It was already 9 PM, long past her work hours—where could she have gone?There really was not a dull moment with her, and it always got him unnerved!He abruptly turned and stormed out of the mansion angrily!…Meanwhile, Irene had actually been taken elsewhere by her taxi driver when she left work.It was only when they arrived that she realized Harvey Gooding had paid off the driver—she had been abducted to Harvey's personal residence!There, he had his men tie Irene up and throw her unceremoniously on bed.Sitting on a chair beside the bed while twirling a glass of red wine, he watched admiringly as Irene struggled against her restraints. "Let's see how you're going to run this time." He grinned.Irene glared at him. "
Harvey actually paused this time.It would make sense if Irene kept resisting, although the fact that she was playing along and trying to make things more exciting was actually surprising."For real?" he asked, half-suspicious."You've tied me up like this. What else can I do?" Irene did her best to appear relaxed, even eager.Harvey stared at her for a few seconds, but curiosity eventually got the better of him and he picked up her handbag.There really were pills in there, and Harvey held it up to find the label 'Viagra.'Irene grinned. "I wasn't lying."However, Harvey frowned. "Why would you carry that around with you?"After all, Irene gave the impression of being a virtuous maiden…But perhaps she really had another side to her personality… A more indulgent side!"What, did you think that I'm Joan of Arc? I was just playing hard to get with you… What are you waiting for? Take the pill already, and let's get started!" Irene's lips curled into a smile, which only magnifie
Being a doctor herself, Irene knew the signs of a miscarriage. Her face turned pale, and Isaac noticed that something was wrong with her. "Are you hurt?" he asked. Irene worked hard to make herself look strong while shaking her head. "No, I'm not." However, the instant she stepped out of the room, her face contorted in pain.Whitney would have hell to pay if her twins could not be saved!She trudged along through the living room area, and noticed that there were many men laying around, unconscious. She recognized them as Harvey's bodyguards, but remained indifferent as she got out of the house and reached the car—screams echoed from the mansion just as she was just about to close the door.It was Harvey, and each scream was more horrific than the last. What could Isaac be doing? Still, Irene did not have the time to think. She quickly lay down to rest, afraid of moving too much!Meanwhile, Harvey's scream lasted for an hour before Isaac finally stepped out and entered the
"Sheryl Harris—you're a real idiot, you know that? It's tragic how you can't tell what your own husband wants!"Samantha was folding her arms before her chest and gloating. "All Lionel wanted was for your daughter to become family with the Jeffersons, so that she becomes a puppet for his own ends. That's the only reason he's not divorcing you! Are you really stupid enough to think that he still gives a damn about you? If that's true, why would he have me at his side for twenty years, or let your daughter marry into the Jefferson family?""Sure, the Jeffersons are a genuine dynasty, but Isaac Jefferson is also infamous for his bad temper. Did you think your daughter would not suffer, as a woman he was forced to marry? If you're smart, divorce Lionel right now, and your daughter just might stop suffering.""Y-You're lying!" Sheryl snapped, but she lacked the strength and therefore the authority!Outside, Irene wobbled.Her father had put her through many lessons, such as piano, danc
Over the years, Irene often found heartache, but she had also learned to let go.Changing the subject, she asked, "Weren't you asking to be discharged, Mom?"Sheryl nodded. "Yes. I'm much better now—I'm ready to leave after such a long stay."Irene did not agree to it, however, and instead spoke to her attending physician. He told her that while Sheryl could be discharged, she should ensure that she had sufficient rest and keep to her checkup schedules. Still, Irene did not tell Sheryl that, but instead said, "You should wait a couple days, Mom."After all, Sheryl needed a place to live after she was discharged. After Sheryl nodded in agreement, Irene hesitated for a moment before asking her opinion, "Mom, do you want to divorce Lionel?""I will," Sheryl replied.Irene pursed her lips. She had wanted her mother to divorce Lionel for years, but it never happened. Moreover, Sheryl was saying she would divorce Lionel—and not that she wanted to.And Irene respected her decisio
Zachary nodded. Irene stiffened as if she had a bucket of ice water poured on her, dousing her from head to toe.'Isaac himself told me that he did not like Whitney, but if that really was the case, why would she be pregnant?' Irene thought inwardly.Noticing the terrible look on Irene's face, Zachary asked in concern, "Are you alright, Irene?"Irene came to her senses and quickly shook her head. "I'm fine."She felt a sense of loss to hear that Whitney was pregnant, but she was soon relieved.It did not matter to her whom Isaac loved, as she had no reason to get upset about that."No, you're not," Zachary said suspiciously, because she was kind of overreacting. "Did you fall for Isaac?"Irene looked up and met Zachary's gaze. "Did I?"He nodded. "Yes, you did." "Actually, I'm reacting like this because I'm worried, not because of him," she said, walking over to sit on a bench. "I know my place—I won't think of him that way."At the same time, she stroked her belly.Surel
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