Chapter 584
The car had juste to a stop when Ava, impatiently, opened the passenger door and stepped out
directly. Frank noticed her urgency, slightly hastening his movements to reach her side, bypassing the
car''s tail and taking her hand, leading her inside.
Upon entering the living room, Ava immediately embraced Daniel and Emma tightly, saying, "Dad,
Mom, I love you so much! Thank you for raising me. I''m married now."
Sensing her happiness, the Turner couple simultaneously responded, "We already know it, my dear."
Emma caressed her daughter''s face, finally feeling reassured. She retrieved two red packets prepared
in advance from the coffee table, handing one to each child, saying, "Take these. They are for both of
you. I hope they will bring you guys good luck."
Frank and Ava epted the packets, expressing their gratitude. Frank tucked it into his pocket. This
packet had a different significance; he had to take it by himself andter entrust it to the little girl when
they went back to the bedroom.
Daniel held the marriage certificates his daughter handed over, his gaze fixed on the photo of the two
of them. They looked well-matched, and his daughter''s joy-filled smile warmed his heart. He nodded in
contentment.
Frank, observant by nature, noticed the reluctance in his father-inw''s eyes. He reassured, "Dad, I
promise I''ll take good care of Ava. Don''t worry."
Daniel lifted his head, smiling, "Okay. Frank, you are a reliable young man. I believe you will take good
care of Ava." He had seen how Frank treated Ava and was very content with him.
After lunch, Frank apanied Ava upstairs for a nap. They had a busy morning, leaving Ava a bit
tired and drowsy. They didn''t chat for long; soon, Ava''s eyelids grew heavy, and in no time, she drifted
off into dreand.
Once she was asleep, Frank neatly arranged the nkets and headed downstairs. He felt Daniel and
Emma probably had some questions for him and voluntarily went downstairs to address their inquiries.
As expected, the Turner couple was waiting in the living room. Frank sat opposite them, sitting upright
with legs apart, hands resting on hisp, disying a prepared stance for their conversation.
Daniel smiled faintly, "Rx, Frank. Don''t be nervous. I am not here to interrogate you or ask for
promises. Your mom and I just want to discuss a few things with you about your future ns with Ava."
Frank understood that his inws were asking about the wedding. He rxed his shoulders and
earnestly replied, "Well, Ava said that she wants the wedding to be held in two months from now."
Upon hearing this, the Turner couple understood. Eva still had concerns stemming from an ident
three months ago. However, they agreed that Ava''s worries were valid; a wedding day involved
numerous exhausting processes.
Yet, Emma reminded her son-inw, "Frank, I have to remind you. You should keep an eye on Ava.
Don''t let her spend too much time browsing online. Some information isn''t urate. Many of the things
online are expatiating It might affect Ava''s emotions."
Someone once said, "When you''re unwell, never search online. If you don''t check, you will be fine. If
you do, it''s either a terminal illness or imminent death."
The information online often discourages people, making the sick feel that they do not have much time
left in this world.
Hearing that, Daniel added, "Hmm, yeah. Ava loves surfing and browsing online. Undoubtedly, she''s
umted a lot of knowledge, but it also affects her, you know."
"I''ve already blocked all those websites on Ava''sputer. She won''t see them anymore." Frank
added, though even if she wanted, she wouldn''t be able to.
The Turners exchanged satisfied nods upon hearing that. It was reassuring to have a son-inw
capable of handling technical matters.
Emma continued, "I think two monthster works fine. It provides a bit more stability for the child. The
wedding can be exhausting. Being cautious is good. Besides, preparing for the wedding also takes
time. In two months, Ava will be three months pregnant."
Daniel agreed with a nod, saying, "Your mom''s right. As for when to return to Athana, you need to
make your own ns."
Frank simply replied, "Okay. I will. Don''t worry about it."
Following this, the Turner couple didn''t say much more. They trusted their son-inw''s capability to
handle things. And therefore, there was no need for them to interfere or worry about anything. They
could leave all to Frank.
When Frank returned to the room, Ava was still fast asleep. He approached and gently tucked her bare
legs back under the covers.
Then he turned around and headed to the balcony, preparing for his tasks. Three months had passed;
now, one month had gone by, leaving two more months. Time, neither too long nor too short, always
had its way of passing.
Seated on the diamond-shaped swing, Frank considered smoking but reconsidered, opting to touch the
diamond on the chair instead of his trouser pocket. ncing at his watch. It was 12:40. So he dialed
Rose''s number.
The phone rang several times but Rose didn''t pick it up. Frank frowned, looking at the note on the
screen.
Just as he was about to hang up, Rose''s cheerfulughter burst through, mixed with palpable
excitement. "Bro, I''m so happy! I wanted to call and congratte you. But I was so busy this morning.
Now the season has just changed, and lots of kids are having stomach problems. It''s either the flu or
diarrhea. I even held off going to the bathroom. I didn''t ignore your messages on purpose; I''m
genuinely thrilled that you are married!
"Bro, I am so happy for you. Congrattions on sessfully getting out of the bachelor''s club and
bing a married man."
From the moment Rose picked up the phone, Frank hadn''t had a chance to talk! Hearing Rose''s
teasing words, Frank rubbed his temples. "Thank you," Frank said, wondering if she truly meant it.
Rose asked, "Hey, Frank. Wait. Are you mocking me or what? It doesn''t sound like you want to thank
me."
"What do you think, huh?" Frank asked. If his sister was in front of him, he could roll his eyes at her so
she would know if he wanted to thank her.
Rose''s mind raced through these thoughts, deeming them trivialpared to the monumental fact that
her brother and sister-inw had finally solidified their rtionship. "Hey, I just finished lunch, got some
time on my hands. Need any advice or wisdom from your little sister? I promise to spill all the beans, no
secrets withheld."
In the circle, only Natalie was aware of Ava''s pregnancy; the rest remained oblivious to this significant
news.
At this moment, Frank didn''t n to inform Rose to avoid her causing amotion and bombarding
Ava with messages, which could trigger unnecessary thoughts. He advised, "If you can, try not to
suggest all sorts of chaotic shows to your sister-inw in the future. Just keep those for yourself."
"Huh..." Rose was speechless.
She didn''t quite understand her brother''s words. She thought, "What he means? What''s wrong with
suggesting good shows? I did so out of good intentions. And Ava likes it.
"My brother is being kind of too nosy. Now that he''s married, he thinks he''s the boss, controlling even
what shows her wife watches."
"Bro, you''ve changed a lot it seems! Just because you got married to Ava, you think you''re in charge
and free to do anything. I''m telling you, that''s not how it works! No girl doesn''t binge-watch shows!"
Rose felt she needed to pull her brother back; his patriarchal attitude was kind of too strong. He was
too controlling, too dominant. Such tendencies could lead to serious problems. She was ready to step
in and caution him.
When the other end of the call fell silent, Rose lowered her phone, thinking the connection might have
dropped. Seeing it was still active, she ced it back against her ear and continued, "Frank, listen
carefully. Everything I''m saying is true. Ava''s still young, enjoying shows is normal. You can''t deprive a
young girl of her hobbies. It''s okay for a middle-aged man like you not to like idol dramas, but for us
young, pretty girls, they''re our thing, you know? Are you listening to me?"
As Frank listened to the chaotic rambling on the phone, he instantly felt the call was rushed. It seemed
he and his sister were onpletely different wavelengths, speaking differentnguages altogether, as
if they were sliding along parallel lines, never converging.
"Alright, I see your point. Let''s end this, I''ve got things to do. Bye." Frank decided, unwilling to further
engage with Rose, fearing she might bring up some ancient code of conduct for him to memorize.
Before Rose could react, Frank disconnected the call, pinching the bridge of his nose, truly feeling a
headacheing on.
Frank chose to tackle things directly with Athana and Rose at ater time. He knew that resolving their
issues over the phone wouldn''t be productive, especially considering Rose''s tendency to fixate on
peculiar details.
Meanwhile, Rose stared at her disconnected phone, utterly perplexed. What was the conversation
about? Why would he call her when there was something more serious to do? Even though it was
daytime, to make it a night, they just needed to pull the curtains.
Everything felt jumbled, and Rose shook her head in frustration at the disconnected call. Her brother
seemedpletely clueless about what truly mattered.
She considered Frank to be rather dense.
Frank stayed silent for a beat after ending the call before reaching out to Grace. "Hey there."
Clearly, Grace didn''t take her nap that day. She seemed to be waiting for her son''s call. "What''s the
n?"
"We''re nning to hold the wedding in two months. We have got the marriage certificate today," Frank
replied truthfully, not intending to hide anything from Grace.
Grace took a moment, then chimed in, "Since this is what Ava wants, let''s go with her n. The
wedding''s happening in two months, around the time the little one turns three months old."
"Okay, Grace, please keep an eye on things for me, and select some wedding-nningpanies,"
Frank requested.
"I''ve prepared three different wedding ns. I''ll send them to your emailter. You and Ava can choose
which theme to go with," Grace said.
Frank hesitated, not expecting Grace to have all the wedding ns ready. "Thanks, Mom."
The call went silent for a few seconds before Grace spoke again, "Take good care of Ava. I''ll oversee
the initial wedding ns. If there''s anything else neededter, you cane back to add it; there''s still
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time."
"Okay, I get it, thank you," Frank replied.
Hackett sent a text that read, [Man, at least let me know about the marriage, are we still buddies or
what?]
Trevon sent a message at this time, which read, [But we''ve informed your wife. She already knew. Why
don''t you?]
Hackett replied, [Come on. That''s different! My wife is my wife. My buddy is my buddy. More
importantly, I am still in the hospital, you know?]
Frank texted, [The news is too big. I am afraid you will get too excited upon hearing it and therefore
won''t be able to leave the hospital on time.]
Hackett was speechless. Even if he had a concussion, it wouldn''t worsen due to shock or surprise.
Eventually, Hackett conveyed his best wishes to Frank, almost reciting the online wedding greetings.
Trevon couldn''t help but express his disbelief, sending a few words in capital letters, calling Hackett a
genius.
Hours passed, and Ava woke up. She didn''t call for Frank nor look for his presence, knowing he
wouldn''t have left and was probably still in the estate. Lying on her side in the sheets, she
contemted a question.
During the certificate ceremony this morning, in her excitement, she forgot to assign a specific term for
Frank. What should she call him? Always calling him "hubby"? But would it be embarrassing when her
parents were around?
Calling him "baby" felt too affectionate.
Maybe she should stick to "Frank" in public and use "husband" privately, like "darling husband" or "dear
husband"?
When Frank entered the room, he noticed Ava lost in thought, unmoving, staring into space.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning back, he ced a hand on her head, "What''s on your mind?"
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Frank remained rxed and undisturbed, letting her fiddle with his hand. "Whatever suits you," he said.
"Both ''baby'' and ''hubby'' work, but ''hubby'' is better if you can."
"I was thinking just now. When Mom and Dad are around, I''ll call you ''Frank.'' William calls your mom
Grace too. I suppose he would call her ''wifey'' in private," Ava guessed.
"Then I''ll call you Frank in front of people and call you baby in private. How do you think?"
This was exactly what he wanted in his heart, but outwardly, he remained calm and collected. "Okay,
sure, you can call me whatever you want. It''s all up to you," he said.
Ava unterally made a decision, raising Frank''s hand and giving it a high-five. "Alright, then it''s settled!
Dear husband," she said.
Frank was lost for words.
Seeing Frank remain silent, Ava chuckled mischievously, teasingly saying, "Shall we have another
kiss?"
"Sure."
Their lips met once more. The kiss was gentle and lingering.