Chapter 550 - MEETING THE DOCTORS FAMILY
Chapter 550 - MEETING THE DOCTOR'S FAMILY
However, instead of going back to Stefan's company as soon as her class ended, they went to Sunflower Garden Subdivision, the new place where the doctor lives with his daughter. They passed three security checks before they were able to get inside the subdivision and finally found the house where the doctor is currently staying.
'Knock! Knock! Knock!'
"Please wait a moment." It was a manly voice which probably came from the doctor. This was what Cayenne and Stefan thought but when the door was opened, it was a young man who appeared in front of them. "Mr. and Mrs. Dumrique, right?" Stefan and Cayenne nodded their heads in acknowledgement. "Come in. I'll go and call uncle to come down."
"Okay. Thank you." Cayenne bowed her head lightly to the polite man before taking a seat on the couch with her husband.
The place wasn't a very huge place like her property in City B or their property in City A nor was it like the villa that Ferdinand and Magnus currently stayed in. It was pretty much decent for average person but Cayenne was wondering why the doctor chose this place. If she will be honest to herself, she really thinks that the doctor has a lot of money from working under Old Rule.
"Good afternoon Mr. and Mrs. Dumrique." This time it was really the doctor who greeted them, walking down the stairs with his daughter in his arms. "I'm sorry you have to see her like this."
"It's fine. We understand. How is she doing?" Cayenne asked while keeping her smile to the little girl who only squirmed in his father's arms and buried her face in his chest. "She's afraid of strangers."
"She is. Who wouldn't be after what happened?" He gently pats the girl's head to comfort her. "These are my friends. They are very good people. They are the one who took you out from that basement."
Hearing these words, the little girls was stunned and her shivering stopped. She turned her head to look at Cayenne and Stefan before turning away with a shy smile.
"It's okay. Don't force her. Anyway, we won't be taking so much of your time." Stefan commented seeing that the little girl was still adjusting to their presence. As far as they know, she should be ten years old already but looking at her in the doctor's arms, she looked like an 8-year-old kid. She looked so thin because of malnourishment.
"Mary, come here. Uncle will be talking to them about something. Let's go and play with a scrabble." It was the young man again who appeared from the kitchen with a tray of refreshments.
"Oh! I forgot to introduce them to you." The doctor chuckled as he slapped his forehead. "This is my nephew, Izaya and this is my daughter, Meredith or called Mary. As for me, just call me however you want."
"How can that be? You have a name so we should call you by your name." Cayenne replied with a smile. She watched the little girl get down from her father's hold and walked to his cousin. "So, when are you available to visit your patient?"
"Can I get a profile of what she's like?"
"I am not very close to her like the best friend-type of closeness but the man she's in love with was once my husband's secretary and we are very close to him. If it's alright, I can let you meet him first together with my brother since she was his former adviser."
"That's great. I am available right now. My daughter and my nephew are very close which was the reason why I asked him to come over here. His mother, who is my sister, is also living in the neighborhood. I can just call her to come over and watch them."
"Doesn't he go to school? I mean, your nephew?"
"He's home schooled. For some reason, he didn't want to go to school and he didn't want to tell us why. And since his parents are kind of well-off now, they just allowed him to be homeschooled."
"I see." Cayenne didn't say anything more of this matter. "We will leave once your sister is here."
"Okay." The doctor picked up his phone and called his sister to come over as soon as she can. She was still making excuses that she couldn't come and would be sending a housemaid instead but sometimes, you really just have to bribe them. "I'll let you meet with Cayenne and get an autograph of her model-brother."
Cayenne looked at the doctor with a shocked expression. She never expected that she'd be used as something to bribe someone. The call ended and the doctor's helpless face appeared in front of her. "What was all that about?"
"Actually, part of the reason why I didn't overdose you with the drug was my sister. She likes you so much since you started vlogging and she likes your brother as well. She even has collections of magazines where your brother appears. I was so guilty that you became one of my patients so, I disobeyed the old man's order."
"What a small world." Stefan muttered. "What would she do if she knows you tried to harm the person she likes?"
"Oh please! Mr. Dumrique, please don't tell my sister. I don't like her to get angry. She's scary when she's angry and she's the only sister I have. I don't want us to fall apart."
"Alright. Stop it." Cayenne pinched Stefan's waist and glared at him. "We won't do that. My husband is just joking."
"But I am not joking though." Stefan retorted as if he was wrong.
Cayenne pursed her lips and looked at him with a straight face. "You can sleep in the living room or in the study or in wherever you can sleep except for my bed."
Stefan shifted on his sit and put his arms on his wife's waist. "That's right. I was just joking. I wouldn't do that."
'This man is a wife-slave.' The doctor thought when he saw how fast Stefan changed his mind because of his wife's words.
"Bro! You better keep your promise or else -! Or else…" She blinked her eyes several times, looking at Cayenne then, to Stefan and then, to her brother. She did it several times and she even walked out of the door to see the number of the house. "Ahhhhhh! Oh dear god!" She exclaimed and jumped up and down like a teen-age girl who have seen her crush at home.
"Just to remind you, you are married and you have a son. Please don't act like a youngster." The doctor told his sister who only rolled her eyes at him.
"Mom! Can you stop squealing? You scared Meredith!" Her son, Izaya, went out of the playroom to scold her mother.
'So, this why he knows me and my husband.' Cayenne thought while looking at the young man.
"I'm sorry." His mother poked her head several times as if to punish herself. "I won't do it again, okay? Mommy was just very surprised." She walked to her brother and thought they'd hug or at least greet each other politely but Cayenne didn't expect her to kick her brother on his right foot. "I hate you. Why didn't you tell me they're here? Look at what I'm wearing! I don't look presentable."
"And why do you have to look presentable?"
"That's why I hate you." The woman just rolled her eyes before taking a seat on the couch across Cayenne. The way she sat was exactly the same as how her brother did and they looked very similar.
"Are you, by any chance, are twins?"
"Oh! You got it right." The woman replied Cayenne with cheerful laughter. "He's older than me for about six minutes."
"No wonder you are so close." Cayenne stated. "By the way, we're taking your brother away to help my friend."
"That's fine. I can stay with the kids."
"Heh! So obedient." Her brother scoffed which made her turn to look at him and smile threateningly. "Her name is Olivia."
"Olivia and Oliver. Your parents really wanted you to be so close."
"That was the goal." Doctor Oliver muttered.
"Aren't we close now?" Olivia retorted to his brother.
"Well, Olivia it's nice meeting you. I hope we'll see each other again." Cayenne stated as she stood up from her seat with Stefan.
"I really hope so. Can I have a photo with you?"
"Sure thing."
"And with your husband and you, too?"
"O-okay."
"Bro, you take the picture."
The doctor was left with no choice but to take his sister's phone and took pictures of them several times. "Take care of the kids. If they want something, let me know so I can buy it on my way home."
"What about me?"
"Fine. Fine. Just let me know."
"Yay! Thanks bro.. And oh! Don't you dare forget the autograph."