My dear lawyer

Mrs. Reina almost fainted with great anger upon hearing John's words.

She just can't understand how Vivian, the fox, could have seduced her son.

Considering Vivian's humble background, lower academic qualifications and her own insufficiency, Mrs. Reina held that the woman and her son were different kind of person from different worlds, so she could by no means hold a candle to Haylee. Even though Vivian was sort of attractive in looks, she was nothing at all in John's life where there were beauties of all sorts.

"Boy! You really pissed me off!" she shouted with a tremulous voice.

Faced with the irritation of his mother, John fell into silence.

He also suffered a lot.

On one hand, he could not erase Vivian from his memory who he thought he had driven out of his mind during the long period when they had no contact with each other. Furthermore, he was captivated by her as happened before when they met again.

On the other hand, he was plagued by the belief that he shouldn't let his parents down, since they was dedicated to bringing him up with their deepest love and the most sincere blessing in spite of painstaking efforts.

For a while, after short gasps to calm down, Mrs. Reina said patiently, "John, you're too young to be equipped with enough experience towards love, so it's reasonable for your lower resistance to the allure. However, you should not allow such a woman to ruin your whole life just because of the short-lived affection. Ahead the long journey of your life is full of opportunities."

His mother's shift from earlier aggression to sincere words and earnest wishes made him tortured more by the self-reproach.

He'd rather that she scolded him severely.

His fingers lingered on the materials prepared earlier which were for the use of marriage certificate with Vivian when his parents took no notice of it.

A gust of wind brushed his hair from his forehead, concealing the gloom in his eyes.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glimpsed a photo lying behind the computer table in secret, in which Vivian, in a white dress, was smiling brightly.

Feeling a surge of love for the lady, John took a deep breath and said firmly, "I'm so sorry, mom."

"John, what am I going to do with you?" Mrs. Reina sighed with frustration, half crying, which made him agonized as if an intangible hand was grasping his heart violently.

As he couldn't bear to continue, he gritted his teeth and said with a grim look, "I have to hang up."

Before Mrs. Reina could say a word, the phone call was cut off.

Her face darkened when she heard the sound signifying the end of the call.

At this time, Mr. Sam came down the stairs, wearing gold-rimmed spectacles and a suit, looking like a cultivated gentleman.

"Are you speaking to John?" he asked.

Restraining her apparent displeasure, she spluttered, "John gets more and more disobedient for the sake of such a fox that he should turn a deaf ear to what I said!"

Generally speaking, Mr. Sam was seldom involved in his son's love affairs, but he kept it in mind these days, thanks to his wife's frequent references. At the moment, a glimmer of light flickered in his eyes behind the glasses, and he inquired, "Do you mean the woman with a child?"

"Of course! How could such a woman be a part of our family? I don't even expect John select an educated and cultivated lady of equal status, but a lady from a respectable family as a minimum. How could he been enchanted by a mother with a four-year-old son! If they get married eventually, what shall we do to uphold our family's dignity and honor?" Mrs. Reina clenched her teeth and said bitterly.

She had a strong feeling of dislike and dissatisfaction with Vivian based on her investigation, even if they had never met before.

Sick of his wife's hysterics, Mr. Sam frowned slightly but nodded to show his knowledge, "I see."

The wife still complained, "You have no idea at all! You have never cared about our son since he was young. At present, his peers nearly thirty have been a husband and a father, while your "good" son is foolishly willing to sacrifice himself to be a stepfather." Then the gentleman waved his hand disapprovingly, "Nonsense! Watch your words! John is still young and you'd better not put much pressure on him. Why not ask him to go home for a dinner tonight? And I will talk to him about it."

His wife doubted, "Does it work?"

"Definitely! Now you'd better prepare some dishes." The man suggested.

Mr. Sam was so self-assured, while his wife was skeptical about it.

She was clear that her husband maybe an invincible "general" in business, but his views on children's education and family affairs were unrealistic.

Having been married for so many years, she knew him quite well. He devoted all his time and energy to managing his corporation which was of vital importance for him. Naturally, he believed that all men were like him.

As a mother, she was well aware that John, unlike his father, was actually a person who valued affections a lot but seemed distant from others.

For this reason, she had tried so hard to prevent their relationships since she heard about Vivian, in case her obstinate son insisted that he would marry Vivian, otherwise he would rather stay single for the rest of his life.

She ducked her head with a sigh and walked towards the kitchen, with a faint hope rising in her heart that John may take his father's suggestions.

Vivian didn't keep John waiting for so long that she gave him a phone call a few minutes before he finished his work.

To John's great excitement, Vivian, who was at the manor, adopted his advice to go out with him.

He rose from the chair in a hurry, saying, "Vivian, you just stay there and I'll pick you up right now."

"Wait a minute! I am so sorry John. Well, I might be a little late" Vivian bit her lips, with a hesitating look on her face.

Feeling kind of unexpected, the man supposed that Vivian might have not made up her mind, so he asked immediately, "Haven't you made the final decision? What are your concerns?"

The woman giggled and answered, "Definitely not. Since I have made the decision, I'll keep it. But, Mrs. Lucia came by this morning and she was so kind to Roe that gave him a precious gift. Considering Mrs. Lucia is the grandma of Roe, I'd like to communicate with her in a proper way, otherwise..." Otherwise, it would be disgraceful for both sides to resort to a tough approach.

Besides, Vivian didn't want to Roe to experience all this if possible, who was fond of William in his deepest heart.

John showed consideration for her, "Well. Just do it as you want, and I'm waiting for your reply."

Even if he thought it was hard to say whether it worked.

Vivian responded with a nod.

John finally heaved a sigh of relief after the call, with a so great joy wearing on his face that he couldn't even disguise.

"John," at this moment, Haylee called his name in a soft voice, poking her head out of the door.

"Haylee? What's wrong?" the man inquired, trying to restrain his pleasure.

Haylee pushed the door open and bounced to the man, "John, it's time to get off work. Since it's my first day to work here, would you like to treat me a dinner?"

"Maybe next time. Things are waiting for me, and I have no time today." he shook his head and declined.

Haylee pouted with disappointment.