Don't mention sitting down and having a good talk. It would be fortunate if she could calmly enjoy a cup of tea at that time. But since we've already discussed marriage, we can't avoid the meeting between our parents. And I know my dad too well. He's always been strict with rules. Now that I'm accidentally pregnant, if I dare to be careless about these matters, my dad might really lose his temper and become violent. Lost in my thoughts, I glanced at Dominic Hartnell. He must understand better than me that now is not a good time for our parents to meet. However, answering this question is really difficult. I have a feeling that if Dominic Hartnell shows any signs of impropriety or answers in an unsatisfactory and unreasonable manner, then I'm sorry, it might just be a goodbye.After all... it's a matter of attitude. If we hesitate and beat around the bush when it comes to our parents meeting, it can only mean that all those grandiose words he said before were just empty promises. I couldn't help but look at Dominic Hartnell, feeling extremely nervous, afraid that he might accidentally say something wrong. But Dominic Hartnell didn't hesitate at all and directly replied, "Alright, I will arrange for my parents to meet as soon as possible." Thump, thump... that's the sound of my heart beating. I didn't feel happy at all because Dominic Hartnell agreed so readily. Instead, I felt a sense of fear and unease. How should we arrange it? Based on his mother's previous behavior, I feel like no matter how we arrange it, it's going to be a disaster. Just thinking about it, I quickly spoke before my brain could catch up, "Dad, his mother is currently ill. It's okay to delay the meeting for a bit. We shouldn't let her meet while she's sick, right?" By saying this, I could at least buy some more time. I was worried that my dad would ask when it would be arranged or even directly set a date. Upon hearing this, Dominic Hartnell turned his head and gave me a meaningful look, but he didn't say anything. All I could do was force a smile. And my dad didn't show any signs of dissatisfaction either. After pondering for a moment, he spoke, "Xiao Han, since your mom is sick, it's okay to postpone the meeting. Health is the most important thing." "As long as you know what to do in your heart, that's all that matters. Besides, even though both of you are adults and have discussed marriage, you haven't actually gotten married yet." "I'll take Lili back in a little while. She's not alone now, and you're busy with work, so you can't take care of her properly. You two have a long future ahead, so don't have any objections." I was taken aback by my dad's words and instinctively refused, "Dad, I'm not going back. Dominic Hartnell isn't too busy either. He has hired a personal caregiver to take care of me, and he often accompanies me." My dad stared at me with a cold face and calmly said, "Not busy? Didn't you say he has a whole day of meetings today? Is he not busy? And don't talk to me about personal caregivers. No matter how well they take care of you, can they compare to your mom and me?" I was instantly at a loss for words. What kind of comparison is this? And my original intention was just to say that Dominic Hartnell can take care of me well. "Dad, I..." I still wanted to speak, but my dad's next words choked me. "There are no conditions to discuss. If you don't come back with me, then don't come back at all, and don't call me dad anymore." I felt frustrated. Why does it have to be like this? I looked at my mom, but she didn't say a word and took on an attitude of "I'll listen to your dad." Dominic Hartnell came over and held my hand, squeezing it tightly. He said, "Then I'll take you back. Let's go to my place first to pack up so we don't have to buy things again when we get back." With things having come to this point, I had nothing else to say. My dad didn't refuse Dominic Hartnell's offer, so we all left the hotel and quickly returned to Dominic Hartnell's high-rise apartment. I had my parents sit in the living room to rest first, and then I went to the bedroom with Dominic Hartnell. We hadn't had a chance to talk alone before, and now that we did, I didn't know what to say. After a moment, I let out a heavy sigh. "Alright, your dad wants you to go back with them for your own good, and I will indeed be busy for the next few days. With them taking care of you, I feel more at ease." Dominic Hartnell reached out and pulled me into his arms, patting my back gently and comforting me with soft words. I also hugged him, feeling a bit frustrated, and said, "You really aren't worried. What if my dad takes me back and hides me? What if he doesn't agree to us being together?" Dominic Hartnell chuckled lightly, "How is that possible? Your dad has already agreed to our marriage, right? He... maybe just still has some concerns." With that, he released me and took a step back, cupping my head in his hands and lightly pecking my lips. "Be obedient, stay at home and take good care of yourself, patiently waiting to become my bride, hmm?" To become his bride... I was certainly looking forward to it, but can it really happen? I can't help but feel uneasy in my heart."What if your mom... if she continues to disagree, even if we deceive her into meeting my parents, it will definitely fall apart." "My dad is also a stubborn person, if your mom doesn't object, he will definitely be the first to disagree with us." Dominic Hartnell's warm palm caressed my cheek as he sighed softly and spoke with certainty, "Trust me, that won't happen, no one will object." "I will give you the grandest, most touching wedding, and you will definitely be the happiest Mrs. Han!" Sigh... what else can I say, I can only choose to believe. The brief separation is for the next reunion. Since my parents were still waiting, Dominic Hartnell and I quickly packed up some essentials and returned to the living room. Seeing us ready to leave, my dad stood up first, "Are you all packed? Let's go, give me the luggage." "Uncle, I'll drive you back." My dad refused Dominic Hartnell's offer, "No need, you go back to work, we'll take a taxi ourselves." With that being said, my dad abruptly took the luggage bag from Dominic Hartnell's hand, while my mom approached me with Smokey cradled in her arms. I accepted Smokey from her, played with the little pup for a moment, and then passed it on to Dominic Hartnell. "I'm leaving now, please take good care of Smokey," I said. Dominic Hartnell cradled Smokey in his arms and nodded with a smile. Subsequently, he and Smokey accompanied my parents and me downstairs, and bid us farewell as we got into a taxi. As I watched the diminishing figures of the three of them, a human and a dog, until they vanished from sight.Suddenly, a pang of sadness overwhelmed me, and tears unexpectedly streamed down my cheeks.