James's frown eased when he saw that it was Erin, and he soon appeared delighted beyond words. "You came? Missed me, didn't you? Can't bear to let my trip be wasted?"Erin lowered her gaze and immediately saw her bite marks on his hand. Still, the look of heartache lasted briefly in her eyes before she quickly hid it.Her fingers gradually clenching on her handbag strap, she tried to make herself sound as calm as possible. "I want to talk." James stood aside. "Come in first."She did so, and then noticed the food left untouched on the table."You didn't have lunch?"James smiled. "I'm not hungry. Would you like a drink? I'll get it for you."Erin sat down. "I'm not thirsty. Just sit—we need to talk."James was about to reach for a glass but paused.He took a deep breath, having sensed that Erin was here to break up with him.Calming down just then, he walked over and sat opposite her."I'm not breaking up with you."Erin could not help frowning, having been stopped befor
James looked into Erin's eyes and smiled. "I like it that you're upset."It means that she cared about him, and that she did not want to share his body with other women.Erin lowered her head, her voice unwittingly turning raspy. "You're so annoying."James tenderly reached out with his arms to hold her.This time, she did not push him away, but she grabbed him by the collar instead as she forced back her tears.She was failing, even as she sobbed. "Could you not? Please don't make this difficult for me."Her shoulders were shaking and her tears started to roll, and she leaned against his chest. "I-I don't deserve to be with you…"James held her tightly then and kissed her hair and her cheek before whispering beside her ear, "You gave me your first time to me. I had you in your purest state.""No, I've been defiled…""Shush."James pressed a finger on her lips. "It's in the past, and I've punished the people who hurt you. They'll spend the rest of their lives in jail, and I'v
James kept grinning in amusement. "Just pulling your leg."Erin rose to her feet right then. "Enjoy your meal."James quickly caught her wrist. "You're really upset, huh? Alright, it's your turn to pull a prank on me.""When did you change so much?" Erin asked, staring at him—she almost could not recognize him.He never behaved like this before! How did he change so drastically in such a short time? "I just wanted to cheer you up," James said, tugging at her so that she sat down. "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Here—take this slice and mess with me."Erin smiled despite herself."No way, that's so childish."James smiled as he watched her smiling face.There were not many others at the cinema when they arrived after James had his lunch, and it was just the two in the entire hall.Still, James put an arm around her shoulder and said, "Come on. Lean on my shoulder."Erin did so, like a delicate little bird.She suddenly said softly, "You never did this before.""Did wh
As Finn dropped to a crouch beside Dennis to check his vitals, Irene started to apply first aid since she knew Dennis's condition.However, she noticed that something was amiss when she checked Dennis's heart rate. Still, she calmly looked up at Finn and said, "Call an ambulance… Never mind. That would take too much time—just carry him out of here.""Okay." Finn fully trusted Irene now and quickly did what he was told.Irene helped him move Dennis over his back before running ahead and arranging for Eagle to get the car ready. Soon, Finn got Dennis in the car, while Eagle drove all of them to the hospital.Thanks to Irene's quick response, Dennis was rescued in time. "Is Director Turner going to be alright?" Finn asked. Irene simply stayed silent, her expression somber.After all, she knew that Dennis was in bad shape—his life was at risk."Why aren't you saying anything, Director Spencer?" Finn asked, staring at her just then. "Is it serious?"Irene remained silent—she mu
The look in Ray's eyes was basically saying: Are you kidding me? Surgeries were not a game! "Even if you're a medical research staff, surgeries are only to be performed by doctors with the proper certification and training. Do you have those?""I do," Irene replied.Ray stared fixedly at her in silence, surprised despite himself.Still, she had remained calm since the start, and that was proof enough—the average person would be losing composure once they found out that their family was facing mortal danger."But you're not a doctor of this hospital. Even if you are a doctor, you're not allowed to perform the surgery here," Ray told her.Irene had more to say when Finn and several Hotmesh Research personnel arrived together, having heard about Dennis's condition."How is it going?" Finn asked."Not good," Irene replied."What?" everyone exclaimed at once.Irene stayed silent, but Ray explained, "If you're his family too, I'll make it clear—you need to prepare yourself.""W
Ray had the nurse prepare the surgical equipment and assist Irene with everything she needed."Since you're a member of the patient's family, sign the surgery consent form. This is an essential procedure in any hospital, and we wouldn't be able to take the responsibility if anything happens. So…"Irene understood—every doctor feared reprisals.If Dennis died, his family would press the issue on this hospital. But she wanted to perform the surgery, so she must therefore assume that responsibility. "Give it to me," Irene said.The nurse did so, and Irene quickly signed it before turning to Ray. "I will need your assistant."Ray nodded. "Of course.""You know the people here, Dr. Hall. I'll be counting on you now.""Just leave it to me."Having taken the Hippocratic Oath, Ray did his best to assist Irene. She opened the box and took out the artificial heart that Finn brought, then took a deep breath."Are you sure about this?" Ray asked."No," Irene replied. "...Then why
However, Irene quickly noticed the man's resemblance to Dennis and thought right then that the man was his son.Finn gave Irene a look, hinting that they should go because Neil Turner appeared agitated. He was certainly worried that Neil would say something that upset Irene, since she was not Dennis's family and had no authority to sign the consent forms for the surgery.It would be ideal if the surgery was a success, since Dennis's family had no issue to pursue and they would even be grateful to Irene.But if Dennis died, they would have every reason to pursue responsibility.Irene was not about to hide, however.Whatever happened had happened, and she did what she did—hiding would not solve anything. Neil stormed toward them with a furious glare. "Who do you think you are? You have no right to give the surgery a green light.""Director Turner was in danger. There was no time to think," Irene explained."That still doesn't give you the right to decide for my father," he gro
Staring at Martin with disbelief, Lulu asked, "What is this?""I know it took you a lot of courage to marry me, and that you didn't marry for love," Martin told her. "But whether it's impulse or recompense, I'm happy. So, even though I'm not rich enough to afford you an extravagant lifestyle, all I have is yours."Holding her gaze, he continued, "My father was an officer, but he died in the line of duty when I was twelve. My mother never remarried and raised me on her own, but she died from stomach cancer when I was 24. They left me with this house—the same one I grew up in—and I want to give it to you. That's why I registered you as a co-owner of this house."Picking up a yellow card, he said, "Here's the savings my parents left me. It's worth over ten grand."Picking up another card, he said, "This is my personal savings. There's up to 40 grand, and I have that much because I don't use it much."Lulu stared at everything in the box. They were so simple, yet precious and held i
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