James was on top of a woman.Irene could not see who it was—only her fair, thin legs.She blinked. James got himself a girlfriend and even brought her to Minerva?Just then, the woman cried out furiously, "Let go of me, James Cross, or I'll scream for help!"Irene was left speechless—that did not seem to be your typical make out session.She quickly turned away, even closing the door for them.Whatever the relationship they had, she should not be looking anyway.Then, she looked up and saw Isaac standing in the walkway, staring at herself. Irene wondered if he caught her spying on James, even though she did not mean to—she was just curious at the time."I saw nothing," she said.Isaac said nothing to that and simply headed to his own room, leaving Irene speechless and unsure what Isaac was thinking. Did he believe her or not? She nervously followed him, and tried to act calm before asking, "Did you sleep well last night, Mr. Jefferson?"Isaac had entered his own room by
Irene froze. Isaac had a towel around his waist, but his entire body was still wet, and… there was a scarlet rash over every inch of his skin.Surprised, she asked, "What happened?""That's my question. What did you put in my bath?" Isaac was frowning—the rash itched so badly! Irene quickly spoke into her phone. "Something just came up. I'll talk to you later."With that, she hung up and hurried into the bathroom and checked the bath, and somehow fished out a substance that could cause oversensitive skin. But she never put it in… How did it get in there?"Don't scratch," Irene told Isaac when she stepped out. "Just wait here. I'll get you an ointment—"However, Isaac grabbed her by the neck before she could leave, a menacing air spilling out of him as he growled, "You did this, didn't you?"Irene was suffocating and instinctively shielded her belly. "I have no reason to hurt you, Mr. Jefferson," she gasped. "It does me no good—there's a misunderstanding here, believe me."
The mole had been pasted on the tip of Irene's nose and it started flapping about as she breathed, dangling and stopping short of detaching.Isaac was staring at her, and she was close enough for him to smell the thick scent of makeup.Frowning so much his brows almost met, he told her, "Your mole is falling off."Irene quickly clasped a hand over her nose—she blinked her fake eyelashes even as Isaac kept staring at her. "Don't tell me it's a fake mole to look pretty?" he asked.Irene racked her brains, and said, "O-Of course not. I've been applying some ointment to remove it."Plucking the fake mole off and holding it out to show Isaac, she said, "See? It totally dried up and fell off—"Isaac growled, "Keep that away from me."Disgusting!Irene smiled, took out a tissue, and rolled the mole into it before throwing it into a basket, then continued to apply the ointment on Isaac to curb his itch.When she was done, she told him, "You have to wait until it dries before you sle
Daisy said smugly, "She's a Zidonian, but she's stealing everyone's thunder. Our chief even recommended her for the next promotion, and she'd definitely be the next attending physician if we didn't do a thing about it. Well, now that I've slipped that drug into the bath salt she prepared for that Zidonian patient, rumor is already spreading that she'll be fired soon. The patient must consider her incompetent now.""That's enough, dear. We should be celebrating—why don't we jump into the bath together?" Bob suggested."Oh, you dirty boy," Daisy purred. …On the way back, Irene did not say a word in the car."We just have to show Admin the video we recorded of them, and it's over for them both," Jeff said. "So why the long face?"Irene said, "I hate intrigue. I really didn't expect them to do something like that.""There's a promotion at stake, after all. Moreover, an attending physician in Mead Clinic is a department chief in any other hospital. Of course things would get compet
Harvey never noticed that he was being tailed.When he opened the door to Irene's apartment, James gaped when he saw the house number. That was Jane Tanner's house! What was Harvey doing here? Were they acquainted?He was experienced enough to smell a rat! Deciding to find out what was going on between them, James walked up and knocked on the door.Irene was too tired to move, so Harvey answered it, and he frowned when he saw that it was James. "What are you doing here?"James scoffed. "That's my question."As he spoke, his gaze darted towards 'Dr. Tanner' who was sitting on the couch. There was a chair opposite her, clearly Harvey's.If they were strangers, they certainly would not be sitting together over dinner.Irene trudged toward them despite her exhaustion. "He's my patient. May I ask why you're here?""Yeah, I'm Dr. Tanner's patient too," Harvey chimed. "I'm here to consult about my condition."James did not accept that explanation at all. He did not try to e
Irene was left paralyzed in fear, unsure of how she should react.Did he notice something? The very thought left her gulping without knowing it.Nonetheless, Isaac paused just a pace away. "What are you afraid of? Did you think I'd force myself on someone as ugly as you?"With that, he turned and walked toward the bed, leaving Irene frowning and wondering if there was something wrong with him.Wait, there was—and it was quite serious too. By the time Irene brought a chair to sit at the edge of the bed, Isaac had already laid down, and she began to massage him.Her technique was precise and she applied the right amount of pressure, and there was no question that it was comforting.Isaac slowly closed his eyes—he somehow enjoyed the feeling that could make him sleep.Irene, however, was doing it while almost dozing off.While it was fortunate that Isaac slept early, he caught her by the wrist when she tried to leave. Was he dreaming again?As she lowered her gaze at him, s
Harvey appeared with bags under his eyes. "No, you don't have to."He had been worried because Irene never left Isaac's room the whole night, so he had been eavesdropping as he stayed outside.James frowned. "You've learned to eavesdrop now, Harvey? Picking up more unnecessary skills, are we?""You're the one who left the door open. I just came in," Harvey retorted, then turned toward Isaac "You don't have to look into anything—I paid off Jane Tanner to seduce you. She's ugly, but she somehow doesn't disgust you, right? That's because she put on a fragrance that confounds you. It's exactly because she's hideous that I hired her just to mess with you.""You're despicable!" James exclaimed—but Harvey's scheme did explain everything. He had just been curious as to why Isaac did not feel disgust toward that ugly woman!"I'm no match for him when it comes to business. Why can't I harass him in some other way?" Harvey tried to make his lie sound as true as possible.There was no hel
It was hell on earth.She saw a woman with dreadlocks whose skin was as dark as coal. She looked just like a hippopotamus, but she was only dressed in a pink tank top that was as thin as a feather. For some reason or another, Harvey was lying still as she straddled him, looking like he would rather be dead.It was too stimulating a scene for Irene, so she quickly turned around, and found James had appeared behind her without her notice."Dr. Tanner. Were you looking for Harvey?""Yes," she calmly replied. "He's a patient, so I was just checking on him…""How dutiful of you," James growled with contempt. Not sure why she deserved that, Irene pointed out, "I had been dutiful when I treated Mr. Jefferson as well. Is there anything that you find unsatisfactory, Mr. Cross?""You know very well what you've done, so drop the pretenses. We're only targeting Harvey and sparing you because you're so ugly, and there won't be a place for you anywhere if you're fired. Count your blessings
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