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.

evening's plans, Vivienne asked, "Mr. Wolf, are you

"Absolutely!"

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

gently, "I just want your dad to

"He wouldn't dare object!"

Vivienne was confident.

use this opportunity to talk about setting a wedding

to dig into

filled Percival in, so he'd be in the

keep an eye on local matters, preparing for

residence on time,

and Sasha were in the

greeted them

her

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

calling me 'master' after

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

meant nothing to him; as long as there

whom he had cherished for

ignoring Arthur's protests, coolly took a seat. "He's not calling you anything different.

was at a loss

upset. "It's not okay...

wondered if he was ever going to

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 with the

want to engage further

his culinary disasters in the kitchen, treating the rekindling of their father-daughter

from a war hero to a domestic chef was a narrative

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