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.

Vivienne asked, "Mr. Wolf, are you

"Absolutely!"

official visit as part of the family. I'll need to bring a few gifts, aside from dressing up for the occasion." Vivienne couldn't

dad to think well of me, to officially

"He wouldn't dare object!"

Vivienne was confident.

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

to dig into the

in, so he'd be in the

buddy Thomas, asking him to keep an eye on

the Linklater residence on time, Vivienne leading him by the

were

them warmly, "You're

her

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

chuckled, "Still calling me 'master'

scandalized, shouted, "Don't you

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

the thought of his beloved daughter, whom he had

ignoring Arthur's protests, coolly took a seat. "He's

was at a loss

wronged and upset. "It's not okay... You've just recognized us, and now, some random guy is taking you away." Random

wondered if he was ever going to

Percival 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

want to engage further

Arthur had been either clinging to her mom or experimenting with his culinary disasters in the kitchen, treating the rekindling

a domestic chef was

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