"Then what should I call?"
"I don't care what you call him, but you absolutely cannot call him father-in-law!"
"..."
"My dad will never be your father-in-law!" Curly said mercilessly.
George hung his head, holding the gift box in both hands, and fell silent.
Owen Hunter looked at his son, let out a deep sigh, and Aria Harris beside him was both angry and heartbroken, upset with her son's stubbornness, yet pained by the humiliation he faced.
"The road to winning a wife is long and uncertain." Owen lamented.
"Who's to blame for your son's foolishness? How is Gracey any worse than Jayce? Yet he just looks down on Gracey and stubbornly likes Jayce." Aria snorted coldly, speaking angrily.
Gracey, whose full name is Gracey Richter, liked George just as much as he liked Curly.
Alas, the matchmaker messed up, each one in a one-sided love.
"Love, who can really explain it?"
