Chapter 3

I arrived right on time and pushed open the door to the private dining room the Scott family had reserved.

I had done a full face of makeup and had on a brand-new red dress. I walked in feeling fully confident.

Harry, on the other hand, was sitting at the table in a pair of old canvas shoes he'd apparently dug out from somewhere because he no longer had his left-sided dress shoes.

Paired with his designer suit, the look was absolutely ridiculous.

Besides Harry and his mother, Evelyn Baker was there too. She sat beside him with tear-filled eyes.

"Olivia, you're here. Have a seat." My future mother-in-law, Caryn Scott, glanced at me. Her tone carried a clear warning. "Couples are bound to have disagreements. That's just how marriage works.

"Evelyn has no one to rely on, so what's wrong with Harry taking care of her? As his fiancée, you need to be more open-minded. You should treat Evelyn like your own little sister."

Evelyn immediately lowered her head and spoke timidly, "Olivia, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have called Harry when my cat went missing. Please don't blame him."

Seeing that both his mother and Evelyn were on his side, Harry instantly became more confident. "Olivia, apologize in front of everyone. Return the things you took, and we'll consider this matter over."

I ignored them. I pulled out a chair, sat down, and picked up my fork. I then reached for a piece of grilled fish and ate it. It was delicious.

After finishing that bite, I calmly pulled three printed sheets from my bag and placed them in front of Evelyn.

"What's this?" Evelyn asked in surprise.

"Harry Scott Daily Care Handover Checklist." I picked up a napkin and wiped the corner of my mouth before smiling sweetly at her.

"Since you can't live without him and need him to provide emotional support twenty-four hours a day, I'm officially handing him over to you tonight."

Harry froze. "Olivia, what the hell are you doing?"

"Quiet. The handover isn't finished yet." I pointed at the checklist and began explaining it to Evelyn.

"First, he snores and grinds his teeth in his sleep. Second, he likes stuffing his dirty socks into the cracks of the couch. Third, whenever he starts gaming, he forgets that anyone else exists.

"I've listed everything in detail. You'd better memorize it."

Caryn's expression turned livid. "Olivia! Do you have any idea what you're saying in front of us?"

"Caryn, I'm doing charity work. I'm making their beautiful love story possible." I turned to look at Evelyn and held out my hand. "Evelyn, the handover is complete. Please settle the bill."

Evelyn's face turned pale. "W-What bill?"

"I spent three years taking care of him. You can think of me as a high-end full-time nanny. Look, I'll give you a discounted rate. Thirty grand." I tapped on the table.

"You're taking over this manchild, so you should at least pay for my severance. Installment payments are fine, but interest applies," I added.

"Olivia, you're completely unreasonable!" Harry shot to his feet. His finger trembled as he pointed at me.

"If you think it's too expensive, then wash your own socks," I uttered.

I couldn't be bothered to look at their miserable expressions anymore. I waved to the waiter. "Excuse me. Could you pack up this untouched lobster for me?"

The waiter quickly packed the lobster and handed me the box. I picked it up and waved at the Scott family, whose faces had gone pale from fury.

"Take your time paying the bill. Don't expect me to return the shoes, and remember to transfer the fee to my Venmo account.

"I'm leaving. The lobster won't taste as good once it gets cold."

With that, I walked out of the private dining room and left them staring after me in stunned silence.