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.

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

"Absolutely!"

for the occasion." Vivienne couldn't help but laugh, "You've met them before. Why do you sound

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 this opportunity to

into the Rama family's past overseas, hoping

also filled Percival in, so he'd be

buddy Thomas, asking him to keep an eye on

residence on time,

were

them warmly,

greeted her

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

me 'master' after

looking utterly scandalized, shouted, "Don't you dare change what

as there wasn't a wedding, his precious daughter

bear the thought of his beloved daughter, whom he had

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

at a

wasn't siding with him, and he felt wronged and upset. "It's not okay...

ever going to be anything more

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

want to engage further with

been either 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

hero to a domestic chef was a narrative she found

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