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
The glow in Lulu's eyes slowly faded. She murmured, "But… is he still going to prison?""That's inevitable, but it's better than being executed." Martin sighed, then turned to Ricky. "What do you think?"Lulu turned to Ricky too. "Ricky…""I'll do it," Ricky said very calmly. He knew how grave his crimes were, and no matter what he did to atone, he would not be free from punishment.In fact, Martin's idea was the best."Go home. Leave the rest to me," Martin said, helping her out of the interrogation room.Lulu understood that she would cause trouble for Martin if he stayed too long as well, and she was certainly not worried with him in charge.Even so…She turned toward Ricky, who pursed his lips and smiled. "You should go."With that, Lulu left the interrogation room, and Martin walked with her out of the precinct."I can't go yet," he told her. "But you haven't slept well, have you? Try to get some sleep. I'll buy breakfast when I get home.""It's fine," Lulu said. "Wha
Smiling, Martin said, "You're being overly sentimental. That's why you feel shackled."Lulu smiled too. "Is that flattery I hear?""Not really," Martin replied earnestly. "Being too sentimental isn't good, because you'll be easily affected by everyone and everything around you. I find that to live unconstrained, a clear mind is needed first and foremost."Lulu frowned. Did that not mean said person would become too unsentimental? A person should at least have a couple of people they cared about, should they not?Watching Martin just then, she said, "If you're that calm, I guess you'll remarry right after I die. All women are the same, aren't they?"Martin was speechless for a moment and stared back at her. "How did you manage to warp my words that badly?"Lulu laughed. "I'm just kidding, You should look at your face."Seeing that she was laughing, Martin laughed too. Her smile was fake back when they first got married, but he could feel that it was earnest now.He happily p
Lulu replied, "Yeah, it's serious."Irene heaved a deep sigh. "How bad is it?""He's involved in murder," Lulu said shortly.Irene's face fell, and she quickly sat down with her baby since her legs suddenly caved. The baby was not staying put, however, and was flailing around, clapping her cheek one moment and grabbing her hair the next."I just want you to be prepared, Irene," Lulu said then. "That's why I'm telling you this. Martin will do his best to help Ricky too.""I'm counting on both of you," Irene replied. "Try to help him whenever possible. I can't go over there right now, with both my children here and Isaac gone…""Don't worry," Lulu assured her. "Martin and I will do our best.""Yeah," Irene murmured softly. "Thank you.""It's fine," Lulu told her.Hanging up, Irene carried her baby back into the mansion, but it seemed that he was reluctant, and he started crying as soon as they stepped inside.As such, she had to stay outside and keep teaching him how to walk.
James did not dare to look at Irene, let alone answer her.It was not as if he refused to offer her any comfort.The truth was that he did not come straight to Irene after he was informed about Isaac's plane crashing, but instead, he sent anyone they had over to the scene immediately. They in turn confirmed the plane had crashed within Dunesia borders, and just before James arrived at the hilltop mansion, he was further informed that they found the wreckage on Darcy's Peak, the highest peak of the country. It was common knowledge that while airplanes were the safest way to travel, a crash was always lethal!That was why he did not dare to give Irene an answer—her disappointment would be worse if he gave her hope!Fortunately, Irene waved him off feebly. "I get it. Just make the arrangements… Can you get us out before sundown?""Yes," James replied. Irene took her baby back from James just then, but it felt like her chest was hollowed out—as if her heart was taken away. 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