Isaac's voice was calm and quiet."Don't you have something to tell me?" Irene flinched right then, all her drowsiness suddenly gone.She opened her eyes to look at him, but she could not see his face because the room was too dark.However, she could feel him looking at herself.Her lips were twitching and her throat suddenly felt parched. "Don't you know everything about me?" she asked. Isaac's hands tightened around her waist, pulling her dainty figure firmly up against his own body. Her breath seemed to stop just then, and she called out to him softly. "Isaac…""You were at the hospital today," he said into her ear.Irene froze, her body stiffening.It took a long while for her to gradually calm down."Y-You knew?" she murmured softly."Yeah."Silence ensued, as if it could go on forever. As neither of them spoke, it was so quiet that they could hear each other's heartbeats.Ba-dump, ba-dump… In the end, it was Irene who broke the silence. "Don't you feel sad?
Putting down her belongings, Irene said, "I'll go talk to him.""It won't work even if you go—Brian Adam isn't going to say yes," Finn told her. "He was not the one who performed the surgery, so how would he answer the details when asked?"Irene remained adamant. "I could make a list of all the details…"Frustrated, Finn snapped, "You don't believe me? Fine. Go to him yourself!"However, it was not as if Irene doubted Finn—she just thought it was wrong to attend a publicity event when she was leaving. Moreover, she hated the spotlight.As such, she went looking for Brian.But even before she could say a word, he told her as soon as he saw her, "I'm not going. Don't try to talk me into it.""You're saying no even before I said a thing?" Irene asked."I didn't perform the surgery. I'd just be stealing your credit if I went," he replied."You're taking over as director soon anyway. It's nothing," she insisted. In fact, they had already agreed that he would take over as direct
The patient naturally sided with Irene, supporting her choice. "Very well!" the media representatives said.After all, everything from the promotional efforts to planning was already completed. Having to edit out the sensationalism was much more preferable to throwing away everything they had prepared. Irene was a little nervous since she was not used to facing the media, but the composure she honed from her career quickly calmed her down.At the start of the livestream, the patients' parents described their child's condition and how difficult it was to seek medical treatment. They went on to tell everyone that their child was only saved because Hotmesh Research managed to develop an artificial heart in time, and that gave their child a chance to live.The host then asked Irene, "Were you nervous when you took the scalpel, Dr. Spencer?""That would hinder my performance," Irene replied calmly. "Nerves have no place in this line of work.""Indeed, most doctors possess a stout h
Irene's heart was pounding. "What is it?""I'm going on a business trip," Isaac said as he put a slice of steak on her plate. "This one might take longer.""How long?" Irene asked."Half a month," Isaac said, looking at her just then. "James found a good servant, and they will come by tomorrow…""You have nothing to worry about," Irene said, looking between Sheryl and Isaac. "I've resigned. I'll take care of things at home."Isaac's expression clearly stiffened and he looked at her pointedly.Before he could speak, Irene said, "I think I've really not spent any time with my children. I would like to take care of things at home now."She always understood that Isaac had to bear with her a lot and had to work online most of the time.He must have had to leave since one too many issues were piling for a while now."I can't help with your work, so I'll take care of things at home, so that you have nothing to worry about here."Isaac slowly lowered his eyes but said nothing.He k
Irene could clearly hear Isaac panting heavily as he turned and lay down beside her, pulling their blanket over her.Irene did not move—she needed time to calm herself down. It was a while before she did, and she had always been the cool-headed one.Isaac, however, did not share her temperament. He got out of bed, growling, "I need a cold shower.""That's bad," she said, getting up to put on her clothes. Then, pouring him a glass of cold water, she said, "Here. Drink."Isaac stared at Irene for a while before taking it and having a couple of sips."Can't sleep?" Irene then asked."Yeah, so?" Isaac asked."We still have time," she replied. "Let's go catch a movie with Tommy." Isaac was not going to fall asleep anytime soon, and that went for her as well."Okay," Isaac said, and both of them got up, dressed up casually, and headed downstairs to Tommy. Their son was just about to go to bed and he blinked in confusion. "Mommy, weren't you sleeping?""Daddy and I will take
Caught by surprise, Martin did a double take.Still, he soon became serious. "How do you know about Ricky Spencer? Anyway, we've already gathered solid evidence on that case. You know how serious it is too, since he's a murder suspect. You really shouldn't lose sleep over a person like him even if you were close. He's not worth it!"Lulu stared at Martin seriously in return. "He's Irene's stepbrother. I've always thought of him as my younger brother too." Martin actually frowned at that and sat down.That was a real shock, but the law had no place for sentiment.Anyone who committed a crime must bear the consequences, just like how adults should take responsibility for all their actions.Even so, Martin tried to assure Lulu. "Maybe there's a mistake. Don't worry about—just focus on the baby."Lulu understood that he wanted to calm her down, and she held his hand, squeezing it. "Try to think of something."Martin grinned. "Alright, alright. Just don't worry too much about it an
It was midnight, and a sea breeze blew over the crystalline surface of the waters, sending the salty odor in the air up to the shore.It was so cold that anyone would be shivering, but the police officers hiding in the steel containers at the port remained unaffected. Their eyes were sharp and focused as they monitored the situation outside.They were all concentrating on a certain ship, thanks to a tip from their mole. Once there was movement, everyone would storm it and make arrests. Because their quarries were planning to move the ship to international waters to make their trade, they had to make their move ahead of time—mobility was poor at sea, and they must apprehend everyone in one swift stroke before the ship left!Once the ship started its engine, the lieutenant barked orders to move!They surrounded the ship and kept it berthed in the port, and moved in to make arrests.Everyone on the ship was an outlaw, trading objects and substances that hurt others as much as thems
Ricky's whole body was trembling as he rasped, "Who's the father?"Lulu walked up to him but did not answer, instead asking, "Were you involved in that trafficking ring?"Ricky's eyes, however, were red and fixed on her. "Did you kiss and make up with Zachary?"Martin's fork paused just as he was about to reach for another meatball, but he soon carried on as if he heard nothing.At the same time, Lulu was staring patiently at Ricky. "Don't worry about me. You have to tell me everything right now, so that I know how to help you—""Hah!" Ricky snorted. "You're going to help me? How? Can you bend the law to your will?!"Lulu put a hand on his shoulder. "Ricky…""Don't say my name!" Ricky bellowed in agitation.Martin looked up then. "You don't have to talk if you don't want to do it. Lulu, you can go now."Lulu turned to him. "Martin, give me some time…""Don't you see that he's being hostile?" Martin pointed out. "You won't come to an agreement with him anytime soon."Ricky th
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