Swept Into a Fairytale Marriage
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Chapter 8 I’m Not Leaving Tonight

loon, the sound of running water came from the kitchen. Farrah was worried something would no wrong

o she patted Philip’s hand with a smile and said, “I’ll go check on Adrian, Grandpa, He must’ve never one this before. I have to teach him, don’t I?”

fter that, she headed to the kitchen. Adrian stood at the sink and was pouring detergent over the sponge.

Are you okay? Do you need my help?” Farrah knew she couldn’t upset him since she was living under his

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wouldn’t dare trouble you with Grandpa around, Mrs. Locke.”

is sarcastic words made Farrah feel a little awkward. She stood beside him for a while before pursing er lips and leaving.

hortly after, Philip said cheerily, “I’m not leaving tonight, Fay! I’m going to stay here and watch you guys elebrate your wedding night!”

drian’s fingers jolted when he heard that, and he almost dropped the bowl he was holding. His eyes arkened, and he almost had an aneurysm.

arrah didn’t think much of Philip’s announcement that he would be staying the night. She felt the partment had more than enough space for him.

ay.” Philip suddenly became serious. “When do you think would be a good time for me to meet your arents? You and Adrian might already be married, but we still need to discuss the wedding gifts and

eremony.

his was something Farrah had been worried about. Philip Had ultimately brought it up.

don’t need any wedding gifts or ceremony, Grandpa,‘ she said honestly. “My family isn’t the best–my doptive father is a gambler, and he’s in a lot of debt.

ty adoptive mother’s attention is on my brother because it’s his senior year of high school, so she besn’t have time to bother about me. I only got married because… I wanted a companion when I grew d. I also wanted to have a roof over my head. Thank you for this, Grandpa.”

hilip wasn’t surprised by her words, nor was he scornful of her. On the contrary, he liked her honesty. In

he’d long since looked into her background.

: understood her dilemma but said, “Whatever it is, Fay, we still have to do everything necessary. Our milies can’t be strangers forever, right?”

irrah felt like she’d been placed in a tough spot. Philip didn’t push her. Instead, he smiled kindly and id, “I won’t force you into anything, but promise me you’ll think about it, okay?”

kay.” She nodded.

son, Adrian came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes. He said, “I’m going to reply to an email.”

sen, he headed to the study. Philip held Farrah’s hand as they sat on the couch and told her about drian’s childhood. Despite that, she found that she still didn’t know him well. All she knew was that he as smarter, more hardworking, and more ambitious than the average child.

around 9:00 pm, Philip warmed two glasses of milk for Farrah and Adrian. He told Farrah, “Have it hile it’s warm, Fay. It’ll help you sleep better.”

hanks, Grandpa.” She smiled sweetly at him. It was too early to tell what Adrian was really like, but at 1st she knew Philip was nice.

Chapter 8 The Not Leaving Tonight

He headed to the study with the other glass. He was about to knock when the door opened, revealing Adrian.

Philip stuffed the glass into his hand. “Stop working. Adrian. Don’t you realize it’s your wedding night? Here, drink up and have a good night’s sleep.”

“Thanks, Grandpa.” Adrian accepted the glass without thinking much of it.

Philip sat on the couch after watching the two youngsters drink the milk. He waved at them and said, “Go to your room and hit the hay. Don’t worry about me–I’ll sleep on the couch.”

Farrah was worried he would catch a cold. “There’s a guest room, Grandpa,”

“Nah, I like the couch.” He put his walking cane down and lay on his side, his gaze trained on the master bedroom. “Get in there, you two.”

Adrian and Farrah were rendered speechless. The former could tell Philip was forcing them to sleep in the same room, and the latter seemed to get this, too. She felt a little awkward.

After a brief silence, Adrian turned to head into the master bedroom. He didn’t shut the door. Philip frowned at Farrah. “Why are you still standing there, Fay? Get in and get some rest! Chop chop! Time is of the essence, especially on your wedding night!”