You Hit My Heart

Chapter 2018: Discussing the Wedding

Luther had reserved a large private room at the banquet hall, and it was almost time for dinner, a perfect opportunity for everyone to gather.

Felix and Vicki made their way to the private room, where Karl soon joined them.

Karl had changed into casual attire, though it was still a slightly formal suit compared to the others. He stood at the door of the room, nodding in greeting as he saw the others inside.

Luther was standing by the window, on a call. When he saw Karl enter, he gestured towards a seat.

Felix carefully observed Karl, and jokingly said, "Commission Gregory graces us with his presence. I've met you before, but this is the first time we've dined together. Commission Gregory's formality makes us feel a bit restrained, doesn't it? Those in the bureaucratic world truly have a different air about them."

Joyce jumped into the conversation, "Formal? Mr. Saunders, you don't know that when Commission Gregory arrived, he was wearing the inspection office uniform. Quite impressive. For those who don't know, they'd think he was there for an official investigation. Just now, Commission Gregory deliberately went back to his room to change his clothes."

She scrutinized Karl's refined appearance, "It seems he even took a shower and dried his hair."

Karl seemed resigned, "You're all making fun of me."

"Mr. Saunders, I've spent some time in Khebury. I've heard a lot about your exploits," Karl greeted Felix.

"Of course, the Saunders Residence is well-known in the bureau. I'm aware of that. There used to be a lot of negative rumors, but those have been whitewashed in recent years. The Gregory family's background is well-established in the judicial world, with your father being the chief justice. It's no wonder Commission Gregory looks so upright. Your family and mine are like day and night, completely different types of people from different worlds. It's a pleasure to dine together today, I'll make sure to toast you properly later," Felix remarked.

Karl chuckled, "I wouldn't say that. The Saunders Residence has played a crucial role in maintaining order on the streets. It's better to have one dominant force than a chaotic slew of them. The Saunders Residence has done well for itself. During my time at the police headquarters, I heard many positive stories about the Saunders Residence. We, on the other hand, simply serve our duty to the public and society without making much of a contribution."

"Alright, both of you, stop praising each other so modestly. Can we talk about something else? Isn't this boring?" Vicki interjected, clearly unenthusiastic about the table talk and business flattery. Felix was left speechless, while Karl had noticed Vicki early on. She was the kind of woman who stood out in a crowd, as she was too dazzling to miss.

Karl inquired, "Is this the sister-in-law?" He knew very well that the woman before him was the legendary figure in the underworld, Vicki. Although they had never met, the legends about Vicki had always persisted.

"The implications of calling him 'sister-in-law' run deep, indeed," Joyce observed calmly, "Having access to all information has its advantages. He knows everything about each person's age, background, and experiences."

Karl did not deny it, "Mr. Saunders and I are the same age, with a three-month difference in our birthdays."

Felix shook his head, "Ah, it seems there's nothing that can escape Commission Gregory's notice."

"Hello, I'm Vicki," Vicki boldly extended her hand.

Karl stood and shook her hand, "Nice to meet you."

Then he turned to Felix, "Mr. Saunders, you're lucky to have such a wife." It wasn't just about luck, it was about being able to handle her. Vicki was not an ordinary person.

"Of course," Felix beamed. Whenever someone mentioned that Vicki was his wife, he would show a proud expression, "My Vicki is one of a kind in the world."

Vicki rolled her eyes; Felix was at it again. She didn't bother to stop him; she let him brag as long as he was happy.

Joyce observed the eye contact and exchanges of expression between Felix and Vicki. She noticed that Vicki truly loved Felix; her gaze almost always followed him, showing signs of not being able to get enough of him. Felix was indeed captivating, especially from a profile angle, charming and seductive, the type of man who could easily capture a woman's heart.

At this moment, Luther finished his call and returned to the table. He looked at them and asked, "What are you all talking about?"

"Just some casual conversation, nothing substantial," Felix checked his watch, "You're quite busy. Since I arrived, I've seen you take five or six calls. You don't seem to have the time to accompany the bride. If you keep this up, she'll have some opinions."

Joyce quickly disclaimed, shrugging, "I don't have any opinions."

"So many trivial matters, all requiring attention. You'll see when it's your turn," Luther retorted, "Do you really think someone can handle everything for you?"

Felix sighed; there was no other way. To do things well, he had to take matters into his own hands. Vicki definitely wouldn't want to deal with the fuss, and he'd have to manage every detail.

"I talked to you and Vicki, and we were planning to follow your lead, combining the wedding and the baby's full moon celebration," Felix mentioned.

Vicki interjected, "Who said we agreed? Look at how exhausted Mr. Warner is. You don't mind the trouble, but I do."

"How can you call it trouble? A woman only has one wedding in her life. Luther may be busy, but he's enjoying it. Can't you see that?" Felix was unhappy. Vicki was objecting in front of everyone, even though she had agreed before.

"Who says there's only one in a lifetime?" Vicki retorted.

Her words surprised everyone present, especially Felix, who turned dark and pale upon hearing it.

Realizing her mistake, Vicki quickly corrected herself, "Slip of the tongue. What I meant was, a wedding is just a formality. You can have as many as you want. Tenth anniversary, twentieth anniversary, fiftieth anniversary, sixtieth anniversary. Not wanting one is just the same."

Felix's expression softened a bit, "You already agreed to it; you can't go back on your word."

Joyce chuckled, "Vicki is well-known in the underworld for keeping her word. She won't go back on it."

Vicki felt trapped by Joyce's words.

"Um, yes, we'll have it. Definitely," Vicki relented.

Felix held Vicki's hand tightly, finally at ease.

As they discussed the wedding, Karl suddenly remembered his own wedding, whether it had happened or not. Juanita's accident had nearly cost her life on the day of their wedding. After lying in a coma for so long, she had barely survived. Now, thinking about it, Karl felt terrified.

Upon reflection, his wedding day could be considered unfulfilled because the ceremony had yet to begin before it was cut short.

Perhaps he should consider throwing a wedding for Juanita this time. emulating their plan, combining the wedding and the baby's full moon celebration, seemed like a good idea.