'Waited for her to return to her family.' Alan understood Ivan was in love with his daughter for a pretty long time but never confessed to waiting for Arna to return to them instead.

Rian and Ivan were expecting the toughest task to be coming up when Alan finally moved his sealed lips, "She returned home, what are you waiting for? I married my wife when she was twenty-one."

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Ivan: "..."

Rian controlled but broke him to heart laughter. "My bro is the best." He exclaimed.

Damn, why did he almost think Alan would go against the love marriage of his daughter?

Probably because a problem was solved, he expected another one. Rian was finally happy thinking all little morgans got their significant other and all elders like their choices.

Ivan couldn't believe Alan was calling him late and disappointed in him that he was taking so much time.

Ivan really wanted to tell Alan that he knew it took Alan nearly a month to confess to Aria but remembering it was just a month and he wasted so many years, he accepted his future father-in-law is too cool.

On the surface, Alan looked like he was supporting his daughter's choice but in reality, he was no different from Arsh. He wanted Snow to settle well and stop troubling his wife unnecessarily.

He was also glad Snow chose the man who is closely associated with Aria from his childhood. Now it's time, he and his wife live peacefully.

Ivan responded in determination, "Uncle Alan, I will let Snow spend time with you guys and handle her career. Then I will speak with her."

Alan: "..."

He knew what was coming up for a few days. Ugh, does he have to fight with his daughter for his wife? It looks like he has to.

Rian shook his head in objection to Ivan, "Boy, you don't know Morgans, we can't stay in peace until we get our love back."

He shrugged his shoulders as he moved towards the exit of the study room planning to trouble Arna in the kitchen just like how she used to confuse him when he used to cook.

"You will have the real taste of it soon." Rian exited after patting Ivan's shoulder.

'Real taste?' Ivan felt like Rian wanted to scare him. He was at ease to understand Rian or Alan won't tell about his feelings to Arna.

Turning back to Alan, Ivan saw him stand up thinking something before turning his sharp gaze at him, almost making him shriek.

"You guys can get married." He went towards the door but paused, "Avoid wedding if possible. I don't want to see my wife cry." He walked away.

Probably he is the only father who could think and speak that way.

Ivan: "..."

His jaws had dropped down looking at Alan's back. He strongly felt he mistook something. 'Did Uncle speak with me for Snow or Aunt Aria?'

'And Wedding?' He shook his head decisively. He was only getting married once in life, why will he miss giving the best wedding for Snow?

Anyway, he smiled thinking of how Alan silently does things behind Aria's back so that she can be happy without any sadness.

Going downstairs, Ivan saw Aria coaxing Alan at the corner of the living hall next to the floor-to-ceiling windows. He was very sure Alan was pretending to be upset for his wife's attention.

Then he saw two brothers playing a video game against an online player. The Older one just had a smirk and the younger one was excited as he remarked and laughed. Those two were replicas of their fathers.

He saw Roxy face-palming looking at her husband troubling Arna purposefully while Arna was speechless and Noor was giggling munching on something.

Everything was perfect. He was sure his mother would be excited to see the Morgan mansion return to the same jovial air.

Think of the devil and the devil appears.

He saw his mother excitedly call, "My Goddess, where are you?" They were together till five in the evening and her mother reacts as though she hadn't met her Goddess for years.

Eva Miller, the wife of Isaac Ross, was a slender woman in her mid-forties but looked ten years less, thanks to her husband's strict food habits and regular exercises.

She was in a simple straight-cut knee-length dress that had a small belt around her waist. She had cut her hair to her shoulder-length to manage it easily.

Behind her was the man who stole many girls' hearts in his prime age and now gets the heart of women. Isaac Ross, stood tall behind his excited wife and flashed a tiny smile at his friend to irritate him.

'Such troublesome.' Alan thought. They had planned for the family evening until Arna decided to step back to the world where she had her home.

Now, everything will go loud which he didn't like but the rest enjoyed it.

Alan went towards the mini parlour, Isaac too did the same while both looked at their wife who never had enough of each other.

After a glass down, Alan tried to pull out the words from Isaac, "I got to know something."

Isaac tilted his head while pouring the bourbon into Alan's glass. He roughly guessed. "Ivan and Snow?" Isaac saw Alan squint his eyes blaming him for never telling it. "It's old news buddy." Isaac teased him.

His eyes landed back on his wife, "Eva doesn't know yet. She was really angry at Snow's behavior with Arrie, so we two never dared to tell her."

Alan shrugged, "She brought it on herself. Let her convince."

Isaac smiled. He had expected Alan to get mad hearing Eva might reject the princess of the Morgan family but Alan is Alan, other than his wife, he always let the little ones face the trouble to become strong.

He probed curiously, "Don't you think you are trusting my son too easily?"

Alan merely glanced at him before taking a sip. His voice was dark, "Don't forget who is your son's mentor. One who can teach him can bring him to nothing at the flick of her fingers."

Isaac: "..."

Well, Isaac knows that. The age was just a number for this couple, they were scary as ever.

Alan took another sip before adding casually, "That brat is still a gentleman. Unlike us."

Isaac burst into laughter accepting his words. They couldn't believe his son had so much patience with Arna instead of just caring about himself.

They could only hope Eva doesn't make it tough for the couple as she was very angry at Arna and her behavior.