My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

“Come on, guys. It’s still too early,” Nicole said helplessly.

There was little point in them rushing to preschool this early. Even if they did, the teachers would likely not be there yet.

“It’s not early. By the time we get there, our classmates will have been there already.” Lana argued, feeling rather impatient.

Nicole smiled and patted Lana’s head gently. “It’s really too early. Let’s have breakfast first. And then, we’ll go to school, okay?”

“Okay,” Nolan and Lana agreed, and reached for the remote to turn the TV on.

They wanted to watch something for a while to pass the time.

At first, there was some news about current political affairs, but as the children could not understand anything about the subject, they switched to the entertainment channel. All of a sudden, Stanley’s figure appeared, on the screen, and right before their eyes.

“It’s Uncle Stanley!” the two kids shouted in surprise as they stared at the screen.

The voice of the anchor then emanated from the TV,” Yesterday, Stanley Riddle, the third son of Daniel Riddle, met his future father-in-law at a hotel. It seems that more good news is just around the corner…”

going on?” Nolan and Lana asked

they could grasp the full gravity of what they just heard. ‘Is Uncle Stanley getting married? But why is nothing happening at home?’ Nicole was also surprised. She did not know that Stanley had gone out last night to discuss marriage plans. ‘Is he not planning to discuss it with the family first?’ “Were they talking about Stanley?” Gloria and

explain it to

and was not in the least aware of what

What are you talking about?” Stanley

was just as confused as the rest

married?” Nolan

response, Lana pointed at the TV and said, “But the news just said that you and Cherry met your future

help Cherry out yesterday?! And it’s all over the news

throughout the evening last night. Was it because of this?” Gloria asked resentfully. “You didn’t tell us a thing. Is it because you were

said, wanting to

you tell us then?”

peculiar, and I

would grow in severity, and eventually spiral out of