Isaac composed himself and put his hands around Irene. "It doesn't matter what he wants. Let's do the paternity test anyway—we shouldn't let anything slip past us."After they returned to their car, Irene said as she put on her seatbelt. "I'll do the paternity test myself."She was uncomfortable with others doing it, and she wanted no error!"Okay," Isaac replied. As her heart became filled with anticipation and worry at once, Isaac held her hand and squeezed it. "Don't worry."Irene simply leaned her head against the window. "Are you saying that I shouldn't hold out too much hope?"Isaac certainly thought so, and Irene understood that. Nodding and trying to look relaxed just then, she said, "I know."…After Isaac sent her home, he told her, "Get some rest."Irene nodded and headed straight inside after alighting. Isaac watched her and only drove off after she went inside.Bzzt—Irene's phone rang when she was changing out of her shoes, and she answered it."Why don't
It was Harvey who answered the door, but he appeared annoyed. "I thought you weren't coming.""I was delayed," Irene said flatly. Harvey stood aside to let her in. "Come in."Irene stood at the doorway, glancing inside warily, and she only entered after seeing someone else inside. Harvey closed the door and asked, "What are you worried about? That I'd do something to you?""Have you ever succeeded?" Irene asked.Harvey was speechless—he had to give it to her, she was certainly cunning.Since the subject was not to his advantage, he changed it. "This is my wife, Heather."The woman on the couch had the baby in her arms and she greeted Irene politely. "Hello. Harvey told me a friend is visiting, and that would be you, right? Pleased to meet you,".Having no idea what Harvey was actually up to, Irene politely smiled in return. "Likewise."Harvey walked up and put an arm on Heather's shoulder, watching Irene as he said, "We're supposed to be friends, but she skipped out on our
Heather King felt her head spinning, and soon, her vision of Harvey blurred. Harvey became dazed as well and started to wobble, and he quickly returned to the couch, shaking his head firmly to clear his head."Are you feeling dizzy? Me too…" Heather mumbled.The child in her arms had turned quiet as well, even though he was crying just a moment ago.Harvey understood Irene's anger just then—she was a doctor and had a sharp smell.She must have noticed that something was wrong before they did.He then turned toward the scented candle on the table.A steward had given it to them, saying that it would help with sleeping, and Harvey took it without hesitation.That must be it!He got up and tried to snuff it out, but dropped to the floor before he could reach it.Heather then fainted as well!…On the other hand, Irene ran into James Cross in the corridor once she got out.What are you doing here?" she asked."Mr. Jefferson told me to get blood and hair samples from Harvey's
"Yeah?" Issac replied—he wanted to know the result too."No," Irene said, shaking her head.The baby was not related to her at all!There was disappointment in Isaac's eyes, but it quickly faded as he gathered Irene in his arms, softly assuring her, "It's fine. It doesn't matter—we'll keep looking. I've even received word from my PI that he's on Kim Sherwood's trail. We just have to be patient."He had already prepared her for this outcome, just as he had prepared himself. It was obvious that Harvey would not bring their child out in the open if he really snatched him, and this simply proved that.Even so, Irene could not help feeling despondent. She was worried that her child was suffering…However, calmness and composure was a doctor's tenet, and she quickly composed herself. Turning to James, she said, "You can return the child to Harvey now."They had no reason to keep him since he is not their child."But is the boy Harvey's?" James pointed out, but Irene did not test
When Zachary turned and saw the woman who looked just like Lulu Adams, he lost her rationality right then and dashed forward, catching hold of her wrist."Lulu?!"The stewardess turned to find a handsome man. She asked, "Is there anything I can help you with, sir?"Zachary, however, was staring at her so hard his eyes could pop out.The stewardess did not just resemble Lulu Adams—she was her!"Y-You're alive?" He was so thrilled, but even as he dawdled between tears and laughter, the stewardess found him unhinged instead. "Did you get the wrong person?"Zachary could not care less right then, and he pulled her tightly into his arms.Clang!The saucer she carried crashed to the floor, dropping the food everywhere.She struggled and screamed as if being molested, "Help! Help! Someone, help me!" Zachary frowned."What's wrong, Lulu?" he asked, staring fixedly at her. "Did you forget about me?"Why did she look so spooked, even turning pale? "Let go of me!" There was onl
Zachary turned toward the voice calling him and became at once impatient and excited when he saw that it was Irene.Striding toward her, he excitedly grabbed Irene by the arm, blabbering, "Irene, Lulu… I saw her. She's alive. She's alive!"Irene actually thought that he was hallucinating from missing Lulu too much and she simply played along, nodding. "I know. Let's go back now."Zachary glared at her. "You don't believe me?""Of course I do," Irene replied a little too quickly."You're obviously not listening!" Zachary took a moment to calm down, before continuing seriously, "I really saw her! I wasn't seeing things or hallucinating. She's real!"Irene stared at him just then.He looked so serious it could well be real, so he asked, "Where did you see her?""Just now. She's a stewardess named Rainie Lang.""Rainie… Lang?""She didn't recognize me and she's even changed her name. I'm guessing she's amnesiac."Zachary spoke with such conviction that Irene quickly said, "Take
"Zachary saw this stewardess,'" Irene explained, "and he kept insisting that she looked exactly like Lulu. I thought that since I had no time to help, I wanted to ask him to update me after he gets to the bottom of this… But he left already.""You don't have to care about everything, y'know," Isaac said. "Look at how skinny you are—you should be staying home to get some proper rest."Irene had certainly noticed that her health was failing.She had not properly recovered from her postpartum period twice now.And with all the mental stress weighing down on her, she would have started to crumble long ago if Mrs. Watson and Sheryl had not been making her nutritious food every day. Suddenly, Isaac scooped her up in his arms, and Irene wrapped her arms around his neck in surprise. That really came out of nowhere! Glaring at him, she grumbled, "Can't you act proper too? We're outside, and there are people watching, please!""What's the problem? We're married, and you're frail. Can'
James was caught off guard, and Harvey's punch hit him from behind.Furious, he wheeled on Harvey and grabbed him by the collar, his fist poised to strike. "You think I wouldn't dare?!"Harvey was furious too. "Fuck off! You're the one who drugged me and tied me up! Are you expecting me to thank you for that?!"James laughed icily. "You're welcome!""Piece of shit!" Harvey lost his temper right then, and they wrestled, neither of them letting up even as bruises covered their faces.They finally stopped when Harvey's baby started crying, and he wiped his lips while glaring at James. "This isn't over yet.""Is that so? And what are you going to do about it?" James leveled him a cool stare. "I don't think you even have the balls."With that, he strode out of the hotel room while Harvey hurried to the bed, scooping the baby up in his arms.The baby was crying rather violently—he must be hungry. Harvey then untied Heather King to let her feed the baby, but she shot Harvey a glare
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