Part 32.


    In the morning, Vivian had asked for permission to take Kimmy to meet her grandparents from Vivian’s side. Joe agreed, he followed Mrs. Linn’s advice to ce some trust in Vivian. After all, she was Kimmy Olivia’s biological mother.


    Joe stepped out of his room. The house was very quiet. There was no sound of Kimmy or her parents.


    Joe walked towards ra’s room.


    Knock. Knock. Knock.


    “ra!” Joe called softly.


    “Yes,” ra replied, already awake from her sleep. She had even taken a shower because her body had been sweating the night before.


    The door opened.


    “How are you?” Joe asked. He observed ra from head to toe.


    “I’m fine, Uncle,” ra answered. “Where are we going this early?” she added.


    “I’m taking you out for breakfast and then to see Doctor Gaston!” Joe replied.


    “Is Uncle sick?” ra inquired. The man in front of her looked very fit.


    “I just want to see him!” Joe answered, intentionally not revealing the real reason. There was no way he could tell ra that he wanted to consult with Doctor Gaston about what ra had takenst night. The girl would surely refuse.


    “What about Kimmy and Aunt Vivian?” ra asked. She was afraid to go alone with the man.


    “They are out together,” Joe replied. “Vivian’s parents want to meet Kimmy,” he added.


    “Okay, but isn’t Uncle going to work?” ra asked again.


    “I cer in the day. I’ve canceled all my appointments until noon!” Joe said. “Are you ready?” Joe stared at ra closely. The girl was wearing a light blue dress, with a hair clip to adorn her beautiful ck hair.


    “Yes, Uncle, I’m ready!” ra replied enthusiastically. She went into her room to grab her shoulder bag and locked the door.


    Joe stood at the top of the stairs. When ra joined him, he reached for her hand and held it tightly.


    ra tried to resist. “Please, Uncle!”


    “Don’t worry, there’s no one else in the house!” Joe replied, grabbing ra’s waist and walking down the stairs together.


    “But… Uncle!” ra protested. Even though Kimmy and Aunt Vivian were not there, there were still servants in the house. “I’m embarrassed!” ra whispered.


    “What? You’re embarrassed? You’re embarrassed to be my girlfriend? Really, ra!” Now it was Joe’s turn to protest.


    “That’s not it, Uncle, I’m just afraid they’ll report to Mrs. Linn or Mr. Bond!” ra replied.


    “Emmm… let’s go!” They both arrived at the garage. Joe chose his McLaren car. He sat behind the wheel, while ra sat next to him.


    “Have you known Doctor Gaston for a long time, Uncle Joe?” ra asked, ncing at Joe. He still looked very handsome.


    “Yes, I’ve known him since high school; we went to the same school. When we went to college, I chose to study in Ennd, and he chose to study at the State University in Jakarta!” Joe exined. He focused on driving, asionally ncing at ra.


    “Why are you looking at me like that, Uncle?” ra asked. Joe rarely looked at her so intensely and for so long, especially with a suspicious smile at the end.


    “No…” Uncle replied, hiding his smile.


    “Why, Uncle? Is there something wrong with my face?” ra asked. She examined her face on her phone screen. It was still beautiful and wless.


    “Do you really like my lips that much, ra?” Joe said with a t expression. “Why were you so enthusiastic about kissing mest night! Now you’re starting to be brave!” He shook his head while chuckling.


    ra sighed in frustration. She covered her face with both hands. “Uncle, please, let’s not talk about that, I’m embarrassed!” ra recalled the events ofst night.


    “Alright, sweetheart!” Joe replied softly.


    He looked at ra. She was young, beautiful, and smart. Surely many would like her. For a moment, Joe thought about marrying ra as soon as possible. Four years, waiting for the girl to get her bachelor’s degree. It wasn’t easy. Yes, what happenedst night. If Joe hadn’t left ra’s room promptly, things that had only existed in his imagination might have happened.


    “ra, after thinking about it, I don’t think I can wait any longer!” Joe said.


    “Wait for what, Uncle?” ra asked, trying to stay positive.


    “What if we get married soon, in a month or two? I’ll talk to Mom and Dad to make them understand!” Joe suggested.


    “Is Uncle ready already?” ra inquired again. Actually, she should ask herself that question.


    “I’m ready, I have a job, and I really want to marry you!” Joe said with a t expression, as if it were something he talked about often. “What about you, ra, are you ready?” Joe asked back.


    ra’s throat tightened. She couldn’t refuse. But she wasn’t ready either. There was one thing she hadn’t achieved yet. She wanted to find her family on her mom’s side who lived in Ennd.


    “After we get married, can I still go to college?” ra whispered.


    “Of course, you can go to college, and you can choose where to live!” Joe replied.


    “Will we also have children?” the girl asked hesitantly.


    This time, Joe didn’t answer because they had arrived at Doctor Gaston’s new clinic. Usually, before starting his hospital rounds, he would practice at the clinic from six to seven in the morning. Especially this morning, he limited his patients due to Joe’s arrival. Joe got out of his car and opened the door for ra. His hand once again reached for the seventeen-year-old girl’s fingers.


    “Uncle!” ra pulled her hand back. “This is in public!” she added.


    Joe nodded understandingly and walked ahead.


    “Where is Doctor Gaston?” Joe asked a female assistant.


    “Doctor Gaston has been waiting for you since earlier, Mr. Joe, he’s in his office!” the woman replied.


    Joe gestured for ra to follow his steps. ra tried to ignore the disapproving looks from the woman Joe had asked earlier. Uncle pushed the door handle and entered, followed closely by ra.


    “How are you!” greeted Doctor Gaston.


    “I’m fine, how about you?” Joe asked back. He sat in a chair facing Doctor Gaston, while ra sat beside him.


    “I’m doing well!” the white-coated man replied. Then, he looked at the girl next to Joe. “Is she the girl you wanted to introduce to me the other day?” Doctor Gaston observed ra. She still looked young and beautiful.


    “Not her…” Joe’s sentence trailed off.


    “Why is your life always surrounded by beautiful women? Spare one for me, pity your still single friend here!” the doctorined. At 35, the same age as Joe, Doctor Gaston was still unmarried. He was still content with his bachelorhood and busy with his work, both at the hospital and in his private clinic.


    “She’s ra!” Joe insisted.


    Silence. Doctor Gaston looked at the girl sitting next to Joe again.


    “ra, the middle school girl who lives in your house?” Doctor Gaston asked, still observing ra. She was beautiful! Her wless white skin, sharp nose, long eyshes, and dimples. Beautiful and sweet.


    “In a moment, she’ll be a college student!” Joe defended. He nced at the girl briefly and then looked back at the white-coated man.


    “You’re so beautiful, ra. Do you already have a boyfriend?” Doctor Gaston reflexively asked.


    ra looked at Joe and then lowered her gaze. She didn’t know how to answer.


    “Actually,st night ra took an aphrodisiac!” Joe redirected the conversation. That was the purpose ofing here.


    “What?” Doctor Gaston squinted. “What makes you such a jerk, Joe?” His friend shook his head in disbelief.


    ra remained silent. It turned out that Doctor Gaston and Uncle Joe were closer than she had thought. They talked casually, joked around, and gossiped.Content provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    “This is not what you think, Gaston!” Joe defended.


    “Do you know, ra, Joe never used to be close to women, he’s really a limited edition!” Doctor Gaston joked. “It seems like you’re wild now, Joe, giving that drug to ra!” he chuckled.


    “The story isn’t like that, doctor!” ra exined. “I identally took it, Uncle Joe didn’t tell me to take it!” she added. ra felt guilty for not exining this to the doctor.


    “Is the drug dangerous for ra?” Joe asked seriously.


    “What time did ra take it?”


    “Nine o’clock in the evening!” ra replied.


    “Usually, all drugs will still have an effect for 24 hours. How about you, is your heart still pounding fast?” Doctor Gaston asked carefully.


    “No, doctor!”


    “No, ra, don’t worry, you’re not sick and nothing’s wrong!” he assured. He could see the worry in his friend’s eyes.


    Joe looked at ra. He felt relieved that his girl was okay.


    “Uncle, I need to use the restroom!”


    “Sure,” ra stood up and left the doctor’s practice room. Now there were only the two men left.


    “Is she special?” the doctor asked.


    Joe nodded slowly.


    “It seems like I’m not popr, you’ve almost been married twice, but me?!” the doctorined.


    “I’m not wrong to love her, am I?” Joe asked. Gaston was one of the people he trusted to talk about personal matters.


    “You’re not wrong! Maybe it’s just the timing that’s wrong!” his friend replied.


    “Why?”


    “I think if you marry ra, she’ll lose out. She’s young and beautiful, but she’ll end up with a widower husband!” Doctor Gaston shrugged, jokingly. “I think I’m more deserving of ra than you are, Joe!” he added confidently.


    “No way!” Joe replied, unwilling to ept it.


    “Be honest, you chased after ra until she agreed to be with you, right?” his friend used. Still unwilling to ept that Joe and ra liked each other.


    “You’re wrong, she used to like me first, she begged and wanted me to reciprocate her love!” Joe replied confidently.


    The door opened, and ra returned from the restroom.


    “I’m leaving now, okay!” Joe asked. He saw that it was almost seven o’clock on his watch. Doctor Gaston would soon leave for the hospital.


    “Wait!”


    “What now!” Joe turned with an annoyed look.


    “Not you! But ra!” he insisted.


    “What’s wrong, doctor?” now ra turned around.


    “If you don’t like him anymore,” pointing to Joe, “I’m ready to rece him!” the doctor joked.


    ra smiled and then left the room.


    ==?==


    “Who is this?” the man in front of Vivian asked, looking at a photo of a woman. He scrutinized her face carefully.


    “Her name is ra,” Vivian replied. “I want her out of my daughter’s and ex-husband’s life!” she added.


    “Do you want me to make her leave temporarily or permanently?” the man asked again.


    Silence.


    Vivian thought before answering.


    To be continued.