When Maja and lan returned to Greenfield Gardens, lan was already buzzing with excitement, eagerly dialing Tyler's number.

"Hey, you know about Abner, right? He..."

After hanging up, he immediately called Fitch.

"Dude, you won't believe what Abner..."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, and after a careful glance at the screen, Fitch realized it was indeed lan

calling.

He had mistaken it for Tyler initially.

Before Fitch could chin with a warning about Abner's potential retaliation, a loud "Ow!" cthrough the line.

"Maja, why the heck are you pulling my ear?"

"Enough, lan. Why can't you just leave Abner alone?"

Unable to listen any longer, Fitch hung up the phone.

He wasn't in the mood for lovey-dovey stuff, no matter the brand.

He was alone in the mansion. His gaze fell upon two certificates left on the coffee table, brought back from the civil affairs office

and never put away since.

Feeling as if scorched, he scooped up the two red booklets and ascended the stairs.

Ozzy was at the door, barking with joy at his return, tail wagging furiously.

Although there were now two dogs in the mansion, it was clear he favored Ozzy, the scruffy little mutt.

Picking up his furry buddy, he scratched under Ozzy's chin, eliciting a contented sound as the tail wagged even more vigorously.

The nanny nearby was a bit on edge; the sudden addition of two dogs to the house was one thing, but Fitch's affection for one of

them was another revelation.

to despise such creatures, deeming them

clung to his expensive

perhaps it's best to put him down

reluctance flickered in

you take

watch out for when bathing a puppy. I'm worried he might inhale

to be just right to avoid

Ozzy over just as the doorbell

the staircase, he saw the housekeeper open the door to receive a

"Mr.Haskins, it's for you."

Fitch took

unassuming, it revealed an even tinier

on the front

it over — Fitch,

was inscribed between them, with a tiny heart in the

felt

finding Ozzy, and

yet his mind felt strangely empty, as if something was

phone rang again, the familiar

meet young ladies from their social circle, but Fitch had bluntly

married.

believing he wasn't bluffing, had been pestering him about whom he'd

about anything else. But this sudden marriage, without letting anyone prepare, aren't you

a wedding? Not even tell friends

"No need."

people on purpose, just to

am married, and I'd rather we drop

by his sharp retort,

calm, never raising his voice like

Was he upset?

few more words

was then that Fitch realized his own

the dog tag,

splashing in his little bath, but when the nanny attempted to use the specialized

by the noise,

call for

"Mr.Haskins?"

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