Vivienne's cheeks were flushed, yet she didn't seem inclined to pull away.

Just as their hands were about to touch, a ringtone broke the moment.

Percival was visibly annoyed. "Who is it now?"

Vivienne picked up her phone, showing him the caller ID, "It's my dad."

Percival just sighed.

As soon as the call was connected, Arthur's voice came through, trying to sound cheerful. "Honey, don't forget we have a family dinner tonight. Make sure you're here."

Vivienne acknowledged with a hum, ready to end the call, but then heard Arthur add, "Wait, don't hang up..."

"What is it now?"

Arthur sounded like he was wrestling with his conscience. "Your granddad asked if, um, your friend could also come."

Percival raised an eyebrow. Friend? Was that his title now?

Arthur continued, sounding slightly bitter, "Just letting you know, it was your grandfather's idea, not mine. I never agreed to let him set foot in this house." Vivienne pinched the bridge of her nose, "We're already married, dad. Your approval isn't exactly crucial now."

Arthur was caught off guard.

He couldn't let his daughter get swept away over a guy, but he caved in a second, "I was just pulling your leg. He can come if he wants. I won't stop him." "And honey, what do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll cook..."

Vivienne hung up before he could finish.

She wasn't ready to let the dread of tomorrow's menu overshadow her day, not when the stress of it felt more daunting than undergoing surgery ten times over. Holding hands, they headed towards the car.

plans, Vivienne asked, "Mr. Wolf,

"Absolutely!"

bring a few gifts, aside from dressing up for the occasion." Vivienne couldn't help but laugh, "You've met them before. Why do you sound like a nervous bride meeting her

squeezed her hand gently, "I just want your dad to think

"He wouldn't dare object!"

Vivienne was confident.

a hint of mischief, "Then I'll use this opportunity to talk about setting a

her friend Matthew to dig into the Rama family's past overseas, hoping to unearth some

also filled Percival in, so

to keep an eye on

the Linklater residence on time, Vivienne leading him by the

were in the living

them warmly, "You're

greeted her as usual,

saying, "Father-in-law," managing to turn Arthur's frown even

chuckled, "Still calling me

utterly scandalized, shouted, "Don't you dare change what you call me! I do not

married meant nothing to him; as long as there wasn't a

he had cherished for so many years, being

"He's not calling

a

with him, and he felt wronged and upset. "It's not okay... You've just

if he was ever going to be anything more than that in

to sit, dismissing Arthur's sulking, "Ignore him. He's just upset about Frost leaving the nest so soon. He can't get over it." Percival understood, but he couldn't grasp why, as a son-in-law, he had to relive the hardships Arthur faced

to engage

clinging to her mom or experimenting with his culinary disasters in the kitchen, treating the rekindling of their father-daughter relationship as his life's

transformation from a war hero to a domestic chef was

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