Debbie was not going to die so soon, but while she was being locked in the coffin with a corpse, her heart might stop from sheer terror before she bled out! Even if she survived that, being forced to stay in such a compact space with a corpse was sheer torment!The reason Isaac did not set the fire right away was to make her taste despair!…After leaving the mansion, Isaac headed to the hotel to take a bath and change his clothes. He was not supposed to meet Irene after being to such a terrible place, which was why he had to scrub off the foulness he felt had latched on to him!An hour later, he headed to the mansion he arranged for Irene. Tommy was asleep after taking his medicine, and Irene was drinking the soup Mrs. Watson made her at the dining table.Mrs. Watson was sad to see her burn the candles on both ends, and now that Tommy recovered, everyone was relieved, just as Irene could take the time to get some proper rest! Sheryl was tidying Tommy's clothes on the couc
The face on top of Irene's was very familiar, and she was soon wide awake, surprise registering in her eyes. "How did you get in here?"She knew her mother, and Sheryl would never have let him in after she became convinced that Isaac had dumped her."You little minx." His deep voice was at once complaining yet loving.As Irene glared at him, he became serious as he touched her blushing face. He leaned in to kiss his forehead, eyelid, nose, and then finally her lips.He had been wanting to do that for so long! His kiss soon grew in ferocious passion, and the air around them became rife with the smell of pheromones.Their breathing was suddenly labored, and though it looked like they would go further, he pulled away in time and lay down beside her.He was worried about her health at the moment, and resisted his libido instead of going further! Irene in turn calmed herself so that her breathing became even, before turning to him and asking, "Is it done?"Isaac met her gaze. "Yo
When Sheryl arrived to wake Irene up in the morning, she opened the door to find her and Isaac in bed, even holding each other so intimately! Did he manage to beguile her again?Did she forget how they were chased out of their own home?!How could she have forgotten about that already?!"Irene Spencer!"They were both jolted from their sleep, and Irene was left at a loss for a while as she rubbed her eyes. "Mom…?""How could you be so stupid? Letting him in after he dumped you? What…"Sheryl was actually left at loss for words by her daughter's naivete. Irene turned toward Isaac just then, but he did not say a word as he pulled up the blanket to hide his face, leaving her with the mess.Glaring furiously at Irene, Sheryl snapped, "Get up already!" Irene knew right then that she must explain the misunderstanding, or Sheryl was not going to let this slide. Getting off the bed, she put on her slippers and followed Sheryl outside, who quickly snapped again, "He's going to ma
Irene's eyes were red as she looked away from Isaac. "It's nothing," she said, rubbing her eyes. "It's time for breakfast! Also, I've spoken to my mom, so she's not going to keep railing at you."Isaac would tell her immediately if he knew anything, and he did not, so it must mean he did not have anything yet.Isaac naturally knew what was bothering her, since he felt equally terrible as the missing child's father. Mentioning it would just make them sad, and since Irene changed the subject, he played along and said, "James Cross has recovered. Let's visit him after breakfast."Irene nodded. "Okay." Isaac then got up and gathered her in his arms, offering a silence assurance.Irene forced a smile. "Let's eat. I'm hungry," she said, and pulled him out of the bedroom as she rambled on. "You must miss Tommy since you've been away, right? He's perked up now, but don't hug him so soon—it's bad since his rash hasn't faded completely…"Isaac quietly listened, and Sheryl was there
When Irene regained her freedom, she did not get off Isaac right away. Instead, she leaned in, holding his head firmly and biting down viciously on his lip!Isaac frowned slightly but did not resist, even watching her lovingly. Still, Irene soon released him because she could taste blood. She said, "Don't push me like that ever again.""Sure." Isaac smiled. Irene was just about to get off him when she slipped and landed on him again.Mrs. Watson happened to arrive just then.Catching them in the act, she quickly closed her eyes, turning around while giggling, "It's alright, you can continue. I saw nothing."With that, she fled, as if fearful she would be a third-wheeler!Irene was left speechless even as her cheeks burned.Mrs. Watson must have misunderstood. This was just so embarrassing!Shooting Isaac a glare, she snapped, "This is all your fault."Isaac pursed his lips to hide a smile. "We're married. They were too, so they would understand."Irene shot him a vicious
Before Isaac could answer, Erin said, "He's not actually my half-brother—I'm just adopted. I'm not my mother's biological daughter, so you don't have to ask him. We can be together if we want."James wanted to explain that he knew about that and had zero connection with Isaac, and Yvaine was the only thing that connected them.Even so, he found it necessary to clear the air, since Yvaine was Isaac's mother too.Still, Isaac beat him to it before he could say anything. "Your relationships have nothing to do with me."Like Erin said, she was adopted—so what did that have to do with him?Taking Irene's hand, he told James, "Now that you're better, we can go." "I'll check in at the office tomorrow," James said. Isaac heard James, but he did not respond. As he headed outside with Irene, she asked, "Will you be busy today?""What is it?" he asked in return. "Well, Mark Wickers helped out a lot with the research for the antidote," Irene told him. "I'm thinking about treating eve
"Don't touch me," Irene warned. "Mess with me again, and it's the couch for you tonight."They played and joked like a couple madly in love, and Isaac eventually led her to a Chanel store. "Let's check it out."Irene stopped him. "It's fine…""I'm paying." Isaac simply put a hand around her shoulder and led her inside.He was a little guilty since they have been together for so long, but he never gave her any presents. "We're buying anything you want," he said seriously.Irene pursed her lips, and leaned against him—she felt more secure the closer she was to him.While Isaac was helping her pick something fitting, a salesgirl approached them, saying, "These are for display purposes. We can bring you a new one if you need it."Having lived with Irene for a while now, he noticed that everything she wore was either casual or comfortable, never fashionable.Still, casual wear did fit her a lot, since she still retained her youthful vigor like a fresh college graduate! Then, spo
Irene was scowling. "He just married her days ago and he has a baby now?"Isaac was suspicious too, and they both were wondering if the baby Harvey Gooding was holding was theirs. After all, Harvey had always been hostile toward Isaac, and he now felt the same toward Irene as well because of how she kept rejecting him.Given his style, he would have kidnapped their child in retaliation.Irene was agitated that she was going to run up and interrogate him—she could not stay calm where her child was concerned.However, Isaac caught her. "Calm down.""That child might be ours! How could I stay calm?!" Irene snapped impatiently. "Irene," he reasoned softly. "Even if you asked, he won't admit it—""Yo!" Harvey spotted them just then, and was starting towards them, even holding up the child he was holding as if flaunting."I have a kid now too," he told Isaac provokingly. "But you don't look too happy. What, am I an eyesore just because I have a son now?""Your son? Just days af
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