Mr. Marsh’s Twins

“Hey, are you going to sleep or not?” Mr. Brightwood sighed deeply, feeling a bit impatient as he turned over. “What exactly are you worrying about?”

“That man is suspicious.” Mrs. Brightwood suddenly froze, speaking with certainty. “That man must like our Summer! He will definitely try to steal her from Rupert!”

With that, Mrs. Brightwood sat up and reached for her phone.

Mr. Brightwood glanced at her, seeing the phone screen light up as she started dialing. He guessed she was calling their son but didn’t stop her, only sighed heavily. “Ah!” After all, if this issue wasn’t resolved, she probably wouldn’t be able to sleep.

“Hello, son, what are you up to?” The woman asked with a smile, showing concern.

“Not much, Mom. It’s already quite late there, isn’t it? Why aren’t you asleep?” Rupert Brightwood’s voice was gentle, full of concern for his parents. “You didn’t have another argument with Dad, did you? Calling in the middle of the night.”

“No, I just wanted to ask when you’re coming back. Can you come back earlier?” She felt uneasy.

“What’s wrong?” As a son, he could hear the unease in her voice.

“Even if you need to go out, come back first to settle the house and arrange the wedding. Take Summer with you when you leave.”

“What happened?” he asked. “What’s going on?”

“I saw something strange today. I was planning to take Summer house hunting and noticed she has a male neighbor who was having dinner at her place and even brought her peaches. Their relationship seems unusual.”

Rupert Brightwood fell silent, lost in thought.

“Son, what are you thinking about?” Mrs. Brightwood asked. “Do you know about this? How’s your relationship lately? Have you been in touch often?”

“Mom, didn’t I say? Don’t buy the house yet; you can give me the money first.”

“Huh?” Mrs. Brightwood was slightly surprised; her son’s focus seemed off. He wasn’t concerned about the male neighbor but rather about the house money?NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“What for?” Mrs. Brightwood’s stance was firm. “Even if I give it away, it would be to my daughter-in-law! Besides, we definitely need to buy a house for the wedding. If you want a bigger one, earn it yourself! Hurry back before someone else takes your place!”

“It’s not that serious,” Mr. Brightwood couldn’t help but interject. “Summer is a good girl; don’t create panic just to rush the wedding.”

“I’m not creating panic!” Mrs. Brightwood became agitated. “You didn’t see what happened today! Anyway, as a woman, I have a small heart; this wedding must be arranged immediately! I’ve prepared the dowry already, Rupert Brightwood; we’re just waiting for you to come back!”

“Alright, alright, I’ll book a ticket right away.” Rupert Brightwood was very worried that his mother would use the money to buy a house. He urgently needed cash flow; even though it was just a drop in the bucket for his deep financial troubles, every little bit helped.

After the call ended, Mrs. Brightwood still didn’t know if her son was serious or joking.

“He said he would book a ticket right away; do you think it’s true?” Mrs. Brightwood turned to look at the man lying on the bed.

The middle-aged man replied, “How should I know? You were the one talking to him.”

“Never mind; we’re going house hunting tomorrow!” Mrs. Brightwood put down her phone and lay back under the covers. “We’ll look at houses all day tomorrow and pick a few options so we can buy one before Rupert gets back, even if we have to add his name later!”

Because their son had always opposed buying a house while Mrs. Brightwood felt uneasy about getting married without one and worried about what the neighbors would say.