Chapter 1262

"What's the problem? We've already slept together," Rea said as she put her clothes on. She frowned as Stan was still on the bed and not moving. "What, are you going to stay in my bed forever?" "What am I supposed to wear?" Stan shrugged. "You haven't brought my clothes here." "I'll get it for you." Rea remembered his suitcase then and hurried downstairs to bring it up. "Wear whatever you like. I'll be waiting downstairs," she said and hurried away. Stan got out of bed and put on a suit—it was only right to dress formally when it came to discussing marriage. After cleaning up and heading downstairs, he found Rea sandwiched by her parents. Stan had no idea if she had already mentioned it, but both Mr. and Mrs. Fowler were both staring at him, leaving him further tense. Clearing his throat, Stan began, "Excuse me, but—" "Yes, we agree to you marrying our daughter." "You mean marrying into our family," Rea corrected them. Everyone else was staring at her before asking all at o