Chapter 694 I’m Not Nervous

Chapter 694 I’m Not Nervous

This lunch was probably the most enjoyable and satisfying meal Wendy had ever had.

Before the lunch break ended, she walked Jessica out of the studio and said with a smile, "Mom, I'm thanking you on Caspian's behalf!"

"No need!" Jessica raised her hand in refusal. "I haven't accepted him yet, so don't thank me!"

Wendy smiled with her lips pressed together, linking her arm through Jessica's. "Okay, when you do accept him later, I'll have him come and thank you properly. Be careful on your way home, and send me a Facebook message when you get there."

"I know, you go back to work. Call me if anything comes up." Jessica waved to her daughter and headed toward the subway entrance.

Wendy watched her mother's figure blend into the crowd, then looked away and called Caspian.

"Hey! Honey! Good news!" she said excitedly on the phone.

Caspian asked from the other end, "What good news? You sound so happy. Did lunch with Mom go well?"

"Honey, Mom agreed! She agreed to let us get married!" Wendy said excitedly, her eyes even reddening.

Caspian couldn't believe it. "Really? You're not kidding me? Mom really agreed?"

"She did!" Wendy's voice choked up. "Mom said to pick a day to meet your parents."

"Honey, we finally made it to this day," Caspian said. "Let's arrange it for this Saturday then."

"Okay, pick a nice place."

"Of course." The weight lifted from Caspian's chest, and he said happily, "Honey, let's go out and celebrate tonight!"

"Okay!"

"I'll pick you up after work tonight."

Wendy hung up and let out a long breath. She hadn't told Caspian what Jessica had said—she'd tell him when they met in person.

That evening after work, Wendy came out and saw Caspian's car parked at the entrance. She ran over excitedly, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him warmly on the cheek.

Caspian held her waist with both hands and said with a smile, "Easy there. Where do you want to go tonight?"

"Let's get in the car first."

Today Caspian didn't have Marcus follow them—he wanted to spend a romantic evening alone with Wendy.

As the car pulled out, Wendy said, "I want Mexican food, then a movie, then browse the market, and take a walk by the river. How does that sound?"

"No problem, whatever you want." Caspian agreed readily.

"Honey, how did Mom agree to let us be together?"

Wendy thought for a moment, considered carefully, and said to him, "Honey, here's the thing..."

"Go ahead." It happened to be a red light, so Caspian stopped the car and looked at her.

Wendy looked back at him, giving him a faint smile. "Honey, here's the thing. Mom said that although she's agreed to let us be together, she still doesn't accept you."

"What?" Caspian looked completely confused. "What does Mom mean? Didn't she agree? How can she not accept me? Isn't that contradictory?"

Wendy said, "Actually, Mom agreed because she feels bad for me—she compromised for my sake. But you, she still doesn't like. That's what she means."

"Green light," she reminded him.

Caspian drove on, thought about it, and said, "Alright, whatever the case, Mom is letting us get married, so that's what matters. After we're married, I'll work hard to win her over and get her to accept me!"

"Honey..." Wendy turned to look at him, saying with heartache, "Honey, I'm sorry for making you go through this."

"What are you talking about? This isn't anything to feel bad about." Caspian glanced at her, then affectionately ruffled her hair. "Don't overthink it. Actually, I think Mom is just giving herself an excuse. If she didn't say this, she couldn't save face, right?"

"That's part of it too." Wendy said with a grin.

"Like I said, Mom agreed to let us get married, so everything else is fine. Whatever makes her happy, that's what matters!"

"Honey, you're absolutely right. Now our problem is solved, and we can focus on preparing for the wedding."

"After the parents meet this Saturday, we'll take our wedding photos."

Hearing this, Wendy quickly looked in the mirror, puffed out her cheeks, and said, "Honey, look how fat I've gotten already. Mom even mentioned it today—she said she could tell I've been eating well, and my face has gotten rounder in just a few days."

"You're not fat at all. I think your figure is perfect now—you were too thin before. Besides, you're eating like this for our daughter. That's the greatness of motherhood!"

"Honey, I'm not afraid of getting fat, I was just saying. When the time comes, I'll just have them photoshop me thinner."

"Honey, how can you be so wonderful? I love you even more now."

"You're so cheesy."

Caspian laughed. "Honey, you should say something cheesy to me too. I want to hear it."

"No way, I don't know how."

"You don't know how? That's okay, I'll teach you tonight. Once you learn, you can say it to me."

Wendy turned her head away and said with a playful laugh, "I'm not learning that."

"Honey, are you saying one thing but meaning another?"

"I am not."

All along the way, the two of them laughed and chatted happily. As they talked, the car drove farther and farther.

Soon it was Saturday, the day for both sets of parents to meet.

Caspian arranged for Wendy's parents to visit the Wade Manor in the morning and have dinner in the afternoon.

At six in the morning, the alarm went off right on time, and Caspian got up immediately.

Wendy rolled over groggily. "What time is it?"

"Six o'clock."

"Why are you getting up so early?"

Caspian said, "You keep sleeping. Today's such an important day, I need to get up and get myself ready."

"Ready for what? It's not like it's the first time meeting them. Stop fussing and come back to bed for a bit."

"No, honey, you go back to sleep. I'm going to take a shower and blow-dry my hair. Which suit do you think I should wear? Never mind, I'll pick one myself." Caspian muttered to himself as he went into the bathroom.

Wendy closed her eyes and laughed out loud. It seemed he was even more nervous than she was.

This morning Caspian had no time to worry about Wendy. After washing up, he stood in front of the closet, picking through suits but couldn't find one he was satisfied with.

"I should have bought a new one. Should I go to the mall and buy one now?" Caspian said to himself.

Wendy stood behind him, arms crossed, and said, "That suit—didn't you just buy it last week? Just wear that one."

"Does it look good?" Caspian took the clothes from the closet and held them up in front of himself. "Black—isn't it too dark?"

Wendy walked over and picked out a matching tie for him. "Honey, this one works. It makes you look very steady. Don't be nervous. It's just the parents meeting each other. You've been through so many challenges—this is nothing."

Caspian looked at his serious reflection in the mirror and said, "I'm not nervous, really, I'm not nervous. I just take this very seriously!"