"Ricky? What are you doing here?!" Irene was at first shocked to see Ricky, but soon snapped as she came to her senses. "Where have you been?!""Irene, please tell them to let go…" Ricky groaned—his arm felt like it would be ripped off soon.Irene quickly waved off the bodyguard. "I know him. Let him go!"The bodyguards did so and left, while Irene asked, "What happened to you? And why did you sell the mansion?""I thought you would help me find Lulu, but you went missing and Isaac left the country too," Ricky explained. "There's no one here to help me, and I don't have any clues where to look. It's like she's gone without a trace…""Anyway, I started drifting from bar to bar, when I spotted Isaac's secretary… Debbie, was it? She was talking to a man in a corner of the bar, acting all shady-like. I then followed the man… and guess what I saw?""What?" Irene urged. "Don't keep me in suspense.""He drove a dump truck and crashed it into James Cross's car."Irene's face fell, h
There, Irene saw Debbie and Erin Gooding.There was a flash in Debbie's eyes when she saw Irene, and Irene noticed it.Irene knew right then that Debbie was up to no good."What are you doing here?" Debbie demanded, no longer showing Irene any respect, let alone treating her as a superior.Irene flashed Debbie a look of disdain as she strode in. "Just checking on James on Isaac's behalf."Erin was watching her. "You know James too? Who are you to him?""A friend," Irene replied "Oh," Erin murmured. "He sure has a lot of lady friends."First, it was Debbie, and now it was another woman—even if Irene kept herself wrapped under so many layers that only her eyes were showing, Erin could still tell that she was beautiful.Irene then saw that Erin was massaging James. Despite still being unconscious, his complexion was good, indicating that he had been taken care of very well. Watching Erin then, she said, "I know you and your father. Since you were raised in Minerva and just c
Irene glared coolly at Debbie, watching as she left.Her cool composure faded, replaced by aloofness.Debbie was getting more daring by the day.She must come up with something soon, or James would get killed if he was kept here."Debbie said that she is James's best friend," Erin asked just then. "But you don't seem to like her…?"Not liking Debbie was putting it lightly."We just can't see eye to eye," Irene replied, refraining from discussing the past just then. She must not let Debbie find out that she already knew that Debbie staged James's accident, or Debbie would resort to drastic measures."Have you been here every day?" she asked Erin."Yes," Erin replied.Even so, Irene was convinced that James would not be safe here—they had to get him out. Irene then watched as Irene massaged James's body, and could not help commenting, "You're very good at this.""I've been learning from his physiotherapist for a while," Erin replied.The physiotherapist Zachary hired was c
Irene raised a hand, gesturing at Ricky to stop talking.She needed to calm down.Ricky helped her to a chair, finally realizing that something was wrong. "Did something happen to the baby?"Irene's eyelashes were already damp without her knowing it and she rasped, "Don't tell my mom."Ricky nodded somberly. "Got it… But what happened?""We think that our baby has been abducted."At least, Irene hoped so—because that meant that her child was still alive.And as long as the child was alive, they would find the child eventually. They would see the child again.As Ricky stayed silent for a long while, Irene was able to calm down."Is there anything I can do?" Ricky asked.Irene held his gaze. "Actually, yes.""Alright, shoot." Ricky's expression turned serious—no longer the half-baked kid from before."Tell me about the driver Debbie hired. Where is he now?""Dead.""What?!" Irene exclaimed, and soon realized something. "Did Debbie do that too?""I'm not sure. After the a
As the photo landed on the floor, Irene looked down on it.She did a double take when she saw the face in the photo, and was left staring blankly for a long while.Why was Isaac keeping a photo of her in his notebook?Irene picked it up and double-checked, but there was no mistaking it. Nonetheless, she quickly stopped staring and returned the photo into the notebook, then put it back on the desk.Turning and leaving the study, she was in such a hurry that she did not notice Sheryl standing by the door."What's wrong, Irene?" she asked in concern. "What's the hurry?""N-Nothing." Irene quickly composed herself when she saw Sheryl."Oh… Anyway, there's someone asking for you."Irene was going to ask who it was when she found Zachary standing in the living room. He said, "I left work early, so I came immediately."Irene told Sheryl to take Mrs. Watson and Tommy on a stroll around the block. "I need to talk to Zachary alone."Sheryl did so, and after everyone left, Irene took
Ricky was glaring furiously at Zachary, his eyes opened so wide they were bulging as if they would pop out.In a split second, he rushed forward, grabbed Zachary by the collar, and launched a lightning quick jab on his face!Pow! There was a dull thud and Zachary tasted blood on his lips. Ricky did not loosen his grip, however, and shoved Zachary to the floor as he kept clobbering him.Stunned for a moment, Irene quickly came to her senses and ran up to pull him away. "Calm down!""How could I?!" Ricky bellowed in rage. "He's a married man, but he had to keep bugging Lulu! That's why she was killed. It's him. It's all because of him…"He had lost all rationality right then. All he wanted to do was to murder Zachary! "Get off me!" he cried and shook Irene off.As she lost her balance and fell on the couch, she grimaced in pain as she felt a pull on the scar over her belly.Ricky did not notice her discomfort, however, and was still punching Zachary relentlessly.Zachary di
Despite Irene's best efforts in hiding her feelings, Isaac immediately heard the tears in her voice."Are you crying?" he asked quietly.Irene did her best to keep her voice in check while denying it. "No, I'm fine."There was silence on the other end. "Alright, you totally weren't crying."Irene hung her head right then, staring at her toes as she said, "I missed you."Learning what had happened to Lulu had left her feeling as if she was punched in the gut.She did her best to keep herself in check, but with Isaac, she suddenly wanted a shoulder to lean on, and to feel vulnerable.There was a long silence from the other end. "You should go to bed."Irene asked, "Weren't you supposed to come home once you're done over there?""Something came up."Irene felt despondent. "I see," she murmured, lowering her head as teardrops trickled over her eyelashes. "You called to tell me that you're not returning soon, right?""Yeah," he said quietly.Heaving a long sigh, she mustered h
As Irene got out of bed, Isaac left the room first to check on Tommy.Everyone else apart from Irene and Isaac already had their breakfast, so they went to the dining table together. "I will have to drop by the office later," Isaac said. Irene nodded—there definitely would be work waiting to be done since he just returned."Um…" She wanted to ask Isaac about the photo in his notebook."What is it?"As Isaac stared at her for a moment, Irene shook her head. "No, it's nothing."She should be trusting in Isaac—he would eventually tell her if there was anything she needed to know. "Stay home and get some proper rest," he told her before he left for work.It just so happened that Irene was feeling spirited for the day.Tommy was sitting on the floor and playing with his little dog, and she walked up to pat his little head. "Are you having fun?"Tommy looked up and beamed at her, and she scooped him up in his arms and gave him a peck on the cheek.Sheryl soon walked up to he
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