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CHAPTER 8: MARRY YOU

  • Lily’s POV
  • “Vincent did Lily’s aunt called you?” my mother asked Vincent while we’re having dinner.
  • “Yes, mom, she called me, because Lily’s cousin will get married after two months, and they want me to be their wedding planner,” Vincent replied curtly.
  • “Yes, because I told them,” mother said. “So when are you going to meet them?”
  • “Maybe tomorrow,” he replied, then glanced at Angela. “And they want to make Angela as one their flower girls.”
  • “Granny and daddy, what is it?” Angela asked. The confusion was all over her innocent face.
  • “My dear, your mommy’s cousin will be getting married soon, and they want you to be their flower girl.”
  • “I’m going to wear a gown too?” Angela asked.
  • “Yes, my dear!” my mother said excitedly.
  • “What is the flower girl doing?” I suppressed a smile. I’m just listening to their conversation while I eat.
  • Angela won’t stop until you get tired of answering. And when my mother looked at me, I knew for sure that she needs help from me. Vincent was laughing silently at us.
  • “Alright, Angela, listen to mommy, I will answer your question, but after that, you need to finish your food because you need to sleep early,” I said. “You have school tomorrow, right?”
  • Angela nods her head. “Yes, mommy,” she replied with two thumbs up.
  • “A flower girl is the one who scatters flower petals down the aisle during a wedding procession. A bride will walk after you.” She’s trying to explain it to her in a way she can easily understand.
  • “Did I do that at your wedding with daddy?” she asked innocently.
  • The three of us looked at each other and laughed.
  • “Princess, you were still in your mommy’s tummy when we got married,” Vincent replied.
  • “Angela, hurry up, finish your food and prepare your bags for tomorrow,” I told Angela. “Unless you don’t want to go to school tomorrow?” 
  • Angela quickly took a spoonful of her food and put it in her mouth. I looked at Vincent ad mother; after staring at each other, we laughed loudly.
  • “Dear, help Angela in the bathroom,” Vincent told me. “I’ll take care of the dishes.”
  • My mom wants to help, but Vincent refused and do it all by himself. . “Mom, you better go and take a rest,” he said in a soft voice. “I know taking care of Angela the whole day is exhausting.”
  • I accompanied my daughter to the bathroom to clean her body. While Vincent does the dishes.
  • Angela went to bed, but she wants me to read a storybook, which I did. Bedtime stories help Angela fall asleep quickly. When I noticed that she has fallen asleep, I fixed her blanket, kissed her forehead, and turned off the lights.
  • “Goodnight, princess.” I went out of her room and went into our room. I prepared a dress that I will wear tomorrow when the door suddenly opened, and vincent entered. He was holding a pitcher filled with water.
  • “Is Angela already asleep?” he asked.
  • “Yes,” I answered with a smile.
  • “Your daughter is very talkative,” he chuckled. “It’s good that you calmed her down. Otherwise, we’re still at the dinner table until now.” He commented that made me laughed. “I guess she inherits it from you.”
  • I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.” 
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  • Adrian’s POV
  • “Don’t worry, mom, I’ll get married soon,” I said proudly with a mischievous smile.
  • “That’s great! Hurry up, son,” my dad said with a cheering voice and smiled.
  • “Your father and I are getting older before we leave this world, we would want to at least take care of your children.”
  • “How about you, Eva? Do you have a boyfriend?” my mother asked her—all gaze on her waiting to answer.
  • Eva cleared her throat before she responds. “Actually, I had a boyfriend two years ago, but we broke up.”
  • “But why?” I asked. My parents look at me, and they thought I’m interested in Eva. “What I mean is that why you broke up? knowing that you’re studying abroad.”
  • “Maybe because a long-distance relationship is not easy to handle,” she said. “There a lot of trials, and it’s not easy to overcome. So we decided to break up.”
  • “It’s okay; maybe you are not meant for each other. Who knows, your future husband is just around,” my mom said and look at me.
  • I was about to answer when my phone rang. It was John. “I’ll just take this call.” I excused myself and went out of the dining.
  • “What’s up, John?”
  • “Where are you?”
  • “I’m in the big house,” that’s what I called my parent’s house because when I am just a kid, this mansion looks so huge for me. “Why?”
  • “What is your schedule tomorrow?”
  • “Why? Ask your fiancée. She knew my schedule.”
  • “Because I need your help tomorrow night.”
  • “About what?” John is my best friend, and he always asked for favors from me. “What is it again?”
  • “My sister is coming here in the country with twins. I can’t pick them up. I have a meeting with the wedding planner, and I don’t want to leave Mary Ann alone.”
  • “Alright, what time they will arrive tomorrow night?”
  • “Around eight o’clock in the evening.”
  • “No worries, I’ll take care of it,” I replied and went to the living room. I saw mother and Eva walking out of the kitchen.
  • “Son, are you going somewhere?”
  • “why?” I asked.
  • “Can you take Eva to their home?”
  • “No need, aunt, you don’t have to bother Adrian. I will just call our driver to pick me up,” Eva suddenly replied shyly.
  • “Yes, sure,” I replied. 
  • “Drive safely, son.”
  • “Don’t worry too much, mom,” I said and kissed my mother’s cheek. I assisted Eva out of the house and opened the car door for Eva. The woman looked surprised at what I did. “Careful.”
  • “thank you,” she said.
  • “You’re welcome,” I said and turned to the driver’s seat. “Do you want to listen to music?
  • “Go ahead,” Eva answered.
  • “where do you work now?” I asked.
  • “I’m a teacher,” she said. 
  • “What grade are you teaching?”
  • “kindergarten.”
  • “Aren’t they naughty?”
  • “Not really,” she replied with a laugh.
  • “Maybe you love kids.” I looked at her, and we both laughed.
  • She looked outside the window and heaved a sigh. “I really love kids.” She looked at me gave me a meaningful stare. “Just turned around that corner and stopped in front of the condominium building.”
  • “You’re not living in your parent’s house? 
  • “No, I’m living 
  • alone,” she said.
  • “Really, but why?” I asked.
  • “Because it is closer to the school I work for.”
  • “You would rather want to teach than to run your parents' company?” 
  • “Yes, because I have no interest in the business,” she said. “That’s why I want to marry you.”
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