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,

"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

just want your dad to think well of me, to officially

"He wouldn't dare object!"

Vivienne was confident.

I'll use this opportunity to

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

so he'd be in

him to keep an eye on local

the Linklater residence

Sasha were

them warmly,

greeted her

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

calling me 'master'

shouted, "Don't you dare change what you call

married meant nothing to him; as long as there wasn't a wedding, his precious daughter was

the thought of his beloved daughter, whom he had cherished

"He's not calling you anything

at a loss for

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

if he was ever going to be

nest so soon. He can't get

want to engage

with his culinary disasters in the kitchen, treating the rekindling of their

a domestic chef was a narrative she found hard

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