It was a routine stop to check for drunk drivers—the traffic police often patrolled the area since it was within the entertainment district. And Zachary still reeked of alcohol "Sir, would you please step out of the vehicle?" The traffic officer beckoned.Zachary was speechless, but had no choice other than to leave his car cooperatively. He had no idea how much he drank—it had been an entire night. The breathalyzer inevitably detected a sufficient blood alcohol level for the traffic officer to arrest Zachary for drunk driving, and they impounded his car.That also meant points deducted off his driving license, and he was sent to lockup pending bail.…At the hospital, Irene transplanted the artificial heart into the patient with a congenital heart defect. After all, she was the only person in the country who had ever performed that surgery. No other doctor was confident enough to do it, and they were also concerned that they would bring trouble down on their own heads, s
"What?!" Irene exclaimed in shock."It's just drunk-driving—it's not that big of a deal," Zachary quickly explained. "I'm basically fine. They're just telling me to have my family get me, but my mom won't come for me since it's been a while since I've been home. That's why I have to call you."In fact, Mrs. Slate was used to him not going home for up to half a month."Should I tell your mom?" Irene asked."Nope," Zachary replied.That left Irene musing. "Was it about last night?" "Yeah." Irene was left frowning. "Isaac was just saying that you'd tough it out. Why would you try drinking your sorrows away?""It was just a few glasses."Irene was speechless—a few glasses, and he ended up getting arrested?"What can I do for you?""Nothing. Anyway, time's up. I have to hang up now."And with that, the call was cut off."Haha…"Tommy was laughing and rolling around on the couch from Erin's tickles. Irene put down her phone then, rolled up her sleeves, and headed to the kit
Critical hit!Stan felt as if he had ten thousand lifepoints slashed off his existence just then!Did they have to hurt him so much?Meanwhile, James blinked at Stan. "Why don't you join us? You could come back later to catch up on your work.""Buzz off!" Stan was no masochist—he would be the only single man at the table. It would be so awkward!James said, "Just get yourself a woman soon and you won't be single anymore.""Does it look like Mr. Jefferson has another sister?" Stan snapped.Isaac wheeled on Stan, his aloof gaze slightly cold just then. "What was that?""Nothing!" Stan quickly smiled and turned to flee immediately.The elevator doors opened just then and Isaac strode inside with James behind him.As the elevator went down, Isaac said, "Try not to upset Stan too much from now on."James thought to himself that he was not really doing that, since he was just telling the truth…That was when Isaac finished. "His brain isn't that good. You'd drive him nuts."Jame
As James was forced to play with them, Tommy shouted from up front, "Uncle James, I'm over here! Come and get me!"At the same time, Erin called from behind, "I'm here!"James was speechless. Who was he supposed to go for?"Don't move, both of you! I'm coming!""Over here, over here!" Tommy waved excitedly at him.-Meanwhile Isaac entered the house to find Irene washing some food ingredients. "You left work early?" he asked.Irene turned, and seeing that it was him, she said, "I could say the same about you." He took the ingredients off her hands, saying, "I've made a reservation at a restaurant. We'll be eating outside—you don't have to cook.""I've already made soup. A few more dishes and I'll be done," she said. "How about we eat out tomorrow instead? Just stay home for the day."Most of the ingredients were washed and ready to be cooked—they would go bad if left around."Also, you should call us ahead of time if you're taking us out to eat," Irene pointed out just th
Isaac came home to take them out for lunch.When he returned, Sheryl had already packed up the baby's necessities, along with the stroller, which was in the car trunk.Isaac had the chauffeur put everything in the car while taking the baby off Irene's hands.The baby's skin was healthy and fair, and his tiny figure was utterly adorable.As Isaac gave him a peck on the cheek, he beamed, baring eight tiny white teeth that looked just like rice grains.He was drooling too, so Isaac had to wipe it off him."Oh, my," Isaac said just then. "Don't you think his lips look just like yours?"Tiny and pinkish, that was.Irene shot Isaac a glare. "Of course, I gave birth to him.""No, it's just the lips," Isaac said as he studied his baby. "His nose, eyes, and cheeks are all like mine."Irene sighed—she was the one who carried the baby for ten months, and it was certainly not easy. And both children had to resemble their father only. "Let's go!" Isaac said, putting a hand over her sh
Irene asked Isaac, "Why aren't you saying anything?"Isaac seemed busy playing with their baby, asking in return, "Say what?"It was no big deal for Zachary to stay in custody for a couple days so that he cooled off.This time, he was not being impulsive like before, and that meant he had matured enough so that people did not have to worry about him."Eat," Isaac said, and pushed the bowl of soup Irene poured for him back to her. "Have this too."Irene did not, and pushed it back to him. "You drink it. I poured it for you"Then, she added, "Make sure to finish it."Isaac was speechless.-James left to send Erin to the airport while the others drove home.This time, Tommy did not want to go in the same car, and insisted on taking the same car with Irene.As such, she sat at the backseat with Tommy sprawled in her lap, looking listless like a withering flower. The baby was sleeping quietly. "What's with him?" Isaac asked softly—the boy looked unhappy for a while now.Ire
Why did Finn have to tell her at the research center?Still, entering the building just then, Irene called out, "Finn?"He usually would be scuttering toward her whenever he saw her before, but he was nowhere to be seen today.Or maybe he was not around? But he sounded like he was already there when he called her just now."Finn—"Before she finished, there was a pop just then, and confetti shot into the air. Then, a group of her colleagues streamed into the lobby, encircling her as the colorful confetti and party poppers floated down over her, landing on her hair and shoulders.She was left staring blankly—what was going on here?Finn suddenly appeared out of nowhere, exclaiming, "Congratulations!"Irene appeared dumbstruck. "For what?""The patient with the artificial heart woke up and is perfectly healthy, showing no signs of discomfort, organ rejection, or other conditions."Irene was actually surprised. "He woke up already?"She smiled as Finn nodded."There's more
Irene's words came out of the blue, leaving everyone thinking that she thought badly of them."How could you say that, Director Spencer?" "We heard from Finn that you want to leave, but we're really reluctant to see you go. The time we shared was neither brief nor long, but we could see your character and came to acknowledge you…""That's right, Director Spencer. Don't think that badly of us," Yolanda King chimed in."Really?" Irene raised a brow. "If my memory serves me right, you were the one who harassed me the most."Yolanda was left awkwardly speechless, but she had certainly bullied Irene a lot.Still, Irene smiled just then. "It's just a joke. Come on, everyone. Be seated."Everyone did so, and the table that was full of people was quite lively. Eventually, Yolanda asked, "Are you really leaving, Director Spencer?"Irene nodded. "Yeah.""Why? We were getting along!" Yolanda exclaimed."Yeah.""She's right." Everyone agreed. Irene took a deep breath. How was she
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