Vermont thought about how amazing she looked in the skirt she had worn earlier. Despite his reassurances that meeting his parents wasn’t important, she had taken it very seriously, wanting to make a good impression.

His house was a mess, and he didn’t really want to take her to see it.

In his reconstituted family, both parents had their own children, each with their own preferences. His mother favored her own children, and his father favored his children from a previous marriage. Vermont had always felt redundant in that family.

He had lived with his grandfather in the countryside for more than ten years before being brought back, not out of a change of heart but because his grandfather had fallen seriously ill and could no longer care for him.

Back in the Snyder family, he was still not taken seriously as the youngest child. Anything related to him, even a parent-teacher meeting, was seen as a hassle. Both parents blamed each other for his mistakes, attributing them to poor genes.

He later learned from his eldest brother that his parents had decided to have a child in an attempt to mend their relationship. The family remained intact, but their hearts never united.

Vermont never yearned for marriage, having seen his parents’ selfishness in their relationship. If he hadn’t met Felicity, he probably wouldn’t have considered getting married.

In fact, he had already made it clear to his family before telling Felicity about meeting his parents. He had said: “I have a girlfriend, someone I’m talking about marriage with, but she’s not a rich lady, just an ordinary girl. If you want to see her, I’ll bring her, but only to see her, not to get your opinions. If you give opinions, I won’t bring her.”

left before they could

parents would never agree, but two days ago, they called,

Felicity in

anxious. He worried that Felicity would be put off

seeing Felicity’s careful preparations

her, no matter what his parents said. He just had to stick

washing her hands when Vermont suddenly hugged her waist from behind. His deep voice whispered in her ear, “Are you

her neck. “Don’t talk close to my

paused, then deliberately moved closer

ears turning

what else should I call you? Baby?

to you. Don’t

her phone with a smile. “Change my

but suddenly thought of something. She wiped her hands on her clothes and tried to grab the phone. “Don’t mess with

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