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, are you free

"Absolutely!"

I'll need to bring a few gifts, aside from dressing up for

gently, "I just want your dad to think well of me, to officially give

"He wouldn't dare object!"

Vivienne was confident.

smile carried a hint of mischief, "Then I'll use

called her friend Matthew to dig into the Rama family's

also filled Percival in, so he'd be in the

him to keep

evening, Percival arrived at the Linklater residence on time, Vivienne leading him by

were

them warmly, "You're

greeted her as

then turned to Arthur, saying, "Father-in-law," managing

"Still calling me 'master' after

was about to say "Mom" when Arthur, looking utterly scandalized, shouted, "Don't you dare change what you call me!

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

whom he had cherished for so many years,

protests, coolly took a seat. "He's not calling you anything different. What's it to

was at a loss

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

going to be anything

the nest so soon. He can't

want to engage

mom or experimenting with his culinary disasters in the kitchen, treating the rekindling of their father-daughter relationship as

transformation from a war hero to a domestic

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