Isaac was perfectly aware of how fair Irene's skin was, but it was only now that he realized how tender and smooth it was to the touch.It felt as if a feather brushed against his heart—he craved that sensation. He became obsessed with that sensation.At the same time, Irene's eyes widened in astonishment, her pupils dilating.… What was he doing?No.No way!She could not do this with him given her physical condition, but Isaac was going further and further… Unable to free herself from his restraint, she steeled herself and bit his lips! Isaac's grip loosened from the pain, and she seized the moment to push him away. Glaring at him, she snapped, "What are you doing, Isaac Jefferson?! What do you take me for, some whore who spreads her legs for every man she meets?" Isaac held her gaze with a distant look. "Isn't that exactly what you are?"Irene almost slapped him across the face right then, but she stopped herself.After all, she could not afford to do it now, just
At the same time, Irene turned away from him, keeping her head down even as a certain emotion briefly flashed in her eyes. She was done cooking half an hour later—simple dishes with nothing elaborate.When Isaac sat down by the dining table, he realized that there was only one person's portion and asked, "Aren't you eating?""I'm not hungry," Irene replied and sat down with him, accompanying him although she was not eating. They were more or less married, weren’t they? Even though the only evidence for that was their marriage certificate and nothing else.One way or another, they were getting along unusually well today.-They had breakfast together the next morning, and Isaac said, "I can give you a ride to the hospital before going to work."Irene had not told him that she would not be working there anymore.Keeping her head down, she replied, "I won't be going today."Isaac simply presumed that she was still under the weather, and as such did not say anything. "I can h
It was Isaac's secretary, and she had finished checking Irene's bank records."I found nothing, sir. There are no records of ticket purchases."In reality, Irene had sent Sheryl away before herself. Naturally, she would never board a transport that required ID or bank records to run away. Instead, she arranged for the purchase of a small pre-owned car and kept it in Gostir Mall's basement parking lot. Everything down to her route was planned so that she would avoid any cameras to make a stealthy escape. Naturally, she had picked a mall since it would always be crowded, and she could put on a disguise to elude prying eyes. There was no way anyone could track her down—they would not even know where to start! -Be that as it may, Isaac checked through all security footage at the mall, though he did not find any trace of her.Both his secretary and chauffeur kept their heads down, afraid to speak at all while his expression turned icy. Despite his silence, the air around him
Pursing her lips, Irene eventually said, "I'm pregnant."Sheryl did a double take, and it took her a while to regain her senses."You're pregnant?" she exclaimed in slight disbelief.Irene nodded. "Is the child Isaac's?" Sheryl asked—to her knowledge, her daughter had never been involved in any relationship, something which Lionel was particularly strict about. Irene herself also always maintained firm moral integrity. The only man she came in close proximity with was Isaac, so he was the only person Sheryl could think of. On the other hand, Irene did not know how she should explain everything that had happened, and she could not bear to tell her mother the truth.What would her mother think if she said that she had no idea who the father was?Since Sheryl believed that the child was Isaac's, so be it—that was at least a better option than saying she had no idea."Yeah," she said, even though she hung her head and avoided Sheryl's gaze.Sheryl kept putting more food on her
"Lulu," Irene greeted the other woman and gave her a hug. "Sorry for imposing this time."One of the reasons Irene had decided to come to Sunny City was because Lulu Adams was here, with the other being an artist's studio located here, which she had found online—she was interested in taking over.After Lionel pushed her to learn so much, she developed an interest in painting aside from medicine. She was more or less coming to an agreement with the seller online, and she would be going there to finalize everything after her meeting with Lulu."You're never imposing," Lulu said politely, patting Irene on the back. "I just showed your mom around when she arrived."Then, her tone shifted and she asked, "Why are you suddenly moving here? Your family seemed rooted in Cloud City before."Irene smiled bitterly. "It's a long story.""Well, anything on the menu catches your eye? Order away—it's my treat." Lulu did not press Irene for details and even changed the subject—everyone had th
Right now, all Isaac wanted to do was to find Irene—no matter what it would take.After that, it would be her death by a thousand cuts!To him, leaving him with nothing but a divorce agreement and running away was a betrayal! Even if there was no sentiment involved, they were still married! How could she run away without a word?Furious was far from enough to describe his emotion just then.However, two more weeks passed, and Stan still did not manage to get anything.They had been searching everything they could about Irene, but could not find any record of her having liaisons with a man."Nothing?" Isaac asked as he stood in front of a window wall at his mansion.His towering figure seemed to project coldness as he turned around. "Nothing," Stan admitted. "Be it med school or work, she never had a boyfriend."Isaac raised a brow, and simply presumed that Stan had slipped up. He had personally seen the morning after pills in that woman's bag. Why would she need that if
Irene never expected Isaac to be crazy enough to post such an enormous bounty just to find her!Yes, she had managed to escape him without leaving any trace that he could use to track her down, but he simply decided to appeal to human greed!With networking being as advanced as it was, it would not be difficult to drag anyone out into the open with money and publicity!"What should we do now? Should we leave?" Sheryl asked anxiously.Even as she forced herself to stay cool, Irene looked up at her and said, "Calm down, Mom.""Why is he looking for you? Didn't you part ways with him amicably?" Sheryl asked in confusion then.Rubbing her cheeks, Irene admitted, "Actually, I ran away."Sheryl was left speechless. Still, she understood her daughter enough and soon realized that Irene just wanted to get away from the marriage that was never hers.After taking a moment to calm down, Sheryl said, "No, the world is big. There will always be a refuge for us."Irene, however, was not t
There were guards watching the entire residence inside out, but Irene had no intention of escaping anyway. After all, even if she managed to flee from Harvey, she would just end up caught by Isaac.Indeed, she no longer had the will to run.On the other hand, Harvey felt uneasy to see her being quiet and compliant."What are you up to this time, Irene?"Irene was simply sitting on the couch and calmly said, "I know I won't get away, so I won't waste my strength trying—that said, I'll kill myself if you try anything funny."Harvey chuckled. "Why would I go through so much to capture you, only to not get you?"Irene looked at him then. Harvey was not your typical greasy, perverted old man. He was tall and had a handsome face, while his eyes projected both a sense of mischief and indulgence. "Didn't you come to Sunny City to hide from Isaac? The fact that you ran proves that you hate him. If that's the case, I don't mind—""Dream on!" Irene cut Harvey short before he could fi
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