Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

As soon as Pierre stepped into the mansion, the butler, Yoel, immediately walked up to him with a big smile. "Congratulations on your successful proposal, Young Master Pierre! You're finally getting married!" Worried that his words might have sounded inappropriate, Yoel quickly added, "My apologies. I must have gotten carried away with my words since due to my happiness for you. You're going to marry sooner o later anyway."

Pierre knitted his eyebrows after hearing the butler. "What's going on?" I have a bad feeling about this. My boy must have taken the ring and fooled around with it.

At that time, Meredith had already left, while John and Helen were discussing their son's wedding. Upon seeing Pierre, the old man's faint smile faded, and he returned to his usual stern self. "Since you've already proposed, we should go about the preparation for your wedding."

After hearing his father, Pierre knew that his guess was right. Meredith happened to visit earlier today, and I bet that little brat must have taken the opportunity to propose on my behalf with the ring! "This wedding isn't happening." Pierre proceeded to head upstairs as soon as he made himself clear.

"What do you mean by that? How can you marry without having a wedding?!" John was boiling with anger when he heard Pierre's reply.

In fact, the father and son had rarely met and talked to each other due to their strained relationship. Therefore, Pierre figured he should save his breath and go upstairs to confront his son instead.

"Where is your respect?! I'm talking to you!" John bellowed in anger when he noticed his son's flippant attitude.

In the meantime, Helen placed her hand on John's chest, gently rubbing it. "Relax, John! You need to stay calm!" "Look at him! How did I even end up with a son like him?!" John sat on the couch and slammed the table.

"Young people nowadays prefer to make their own decisions. So, let's just stay out of their way. Who knows Pierre has been secretly preparing for the wedding already? Furthermore, when have we ever had to worry about our son? He has always been reliable and mature."

My son is one stubborn mule who'll never listen to me. I can't do anything about him, so I'll just hope that my grandsons won't be

I have no idea what my little brother was thinking. How could he

was proud of the 'brilliant' idea that he had come up with, especially

going to

"Who?"

"Daddy," Joaquin answered.

angry?" Jameson was confused

Jameson's question, the door suddenly opened. Then, a figure entered the room and gave the

son, and that's the least I could

changed, Jameson immediately sensed that something was wrong, so he

his words out of his mouth, but he soon realized that he didn't know what to say. After all, Jameson was merely a four-year-old child whom he reckoned could barely understand what he was going to say. Therefore, he left

driving, Pierre pulled over and lit a cigarette, his eyes darkening in contrast to the illumination from the flame of his lighter. Then, he reached for his phone and gave Meredith a call; this was the first time

felt that it had surpassed the joy she felt when she received the Best Actress Award. After all, marrying Pierre was the dream of her life that was about to come true. As soon as she arrived home, she cheered excitedly, only to realize her parents were gone; Jezebelle was still out with her friends, while Roland had yet to come back from his social engagement. Thus, Meredith found herself alone in the house, until Megan came out of the bathroom. "Megan! Megan! I'm feeling over the moon right now!" Meredith was so happy that she could barely contain

obsessed with keeping up with the Joneses.

to Juniper, which was why he didn't bother to buy a more expensive one. Thus,