I Love You, Miss Genius

Sigmund sensed someone's presence and looked up. He met Ivor's gaze, and they paused momentarily. Soon after, Ivor asked concernedly, "Grandpa, why are you up so late? Did you have trouble sleeping?' "It's yours and Bonnie's big day tomorrow. Of course, I can't sleep. I could've slept all night if I had some warm milk before bed," Sigmund said as he gazed at his grandson suspiciously. "Why did you go out instead of staying here to prepare?"

The older man squinted before asking, "Did you go and see Bonnie? You seriously couldn't wait for a few hours?"

Ivor smiled but did not deny it. "I needed to discuss some details with Bonnie. Talking about them over the phone was inconvenient, so I went to her."

"Is that so?" Sigmund smirked, clearly not believing his grandson. The former continued, "I don't think that was your priority. You just wanted to see Bonnie, didn't you?"

At that moment, Sigmund recalled the first time Bonnie and Ivor met. The older man said emotionally, "When I told you to propose to Bonnie, you were extremely unwilling, you little brat. Everything has worked out well now, hasn't it? You two cling to each other like glue. I can't even stand it sometimes."

After some thought, Ivor said, "It must be fate."

Sigmund acted like an old child, saying, "What the hell do you mean by fate? Bonnie would've left long ago if I hadn't bugged you to propose to her."

"You're right, Grandpa. Bonnie and I wouldn't be together if you weren't such an excellent matchmaker. We'll honor you together in the future," Ivor said earnestly.

Sigmund laughed heartily. "I'm looking forward to it."

"Of course, Grandpa." Ivor smiled and was about to go upstairs but remembered something and turned back, saying, "Grandpa, I thought you said Bonnie and I weren't supposed to see each other before the wedding. What'll happen now that I've seen her?"

Sigmund paused momentarily before saying, "That's just an old-fashioned rule the older generation made. Whether you

believe in them or not will have net

impact. Besides, younguns

like

you

don't need to let such antiquated

rules bind you."

Ivor thought his grandfather would reprimand him for disobeying tradition. He did not expect Sigmund to be so understanding.

'That's surprising. Still, it's good not to adhere to such old-fashioned rules so strictly.'

"I understand, Grandpa. I'll head upstairs now. Could you tell me when the stylists arrive?"Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

"All right already. Go and rest, or you won't have enough energy for the wedding." Sigmund waved. Faced with the invitations and guest list, he had endless worries.

"Thanks, Grandpa."

At ten in the morning, guests arrived at the venue one after another. Luxury cars were parked outside in a long line as big shots gathered and chatted with their business partners on the lawn.

The hotel had countless flowers inside and outside as the couple hosted a romantic Western wedding. The venue was also full of balloons, creating a festive atmosphere.