Chapt. 8 - 'Sealed Up'

"Tell me again, what do your mom and dad expect from our marriage? Children? Should we fulfill them? How many do you want, Mike? For me, two, boy and girl twins. What do you think?"

"In your dream, Angie!"

***

Angie was ready in her best clothes, thinking she would soon be heading to the hospital with her mother-in-law. However, her thoughts were wrong when a box car arrived in the courtyard of the Genosie family residence, and several people were carrying a large cardboard box for them to bring in.

Angie watched the people passing by with a look of confusion and wonder. Was this what the rich always did—buy their own equipment, even for a gynecological examination?

Not long after, a sports car arrived, and out stepped a woman in a sexy outfit, who hurriedly put on a white coat right in front of Angie.

"So, that's the gynecologist who's going to examine me?" she thought. "She doesn't look like a doctor but a model."

Angie's assumption was not wrong because, besides the synthetic body and clothes that seemed luxurious to her, the woman's makeup was also quite eye-catching. The woman turned to Mike and smiled kindly. It seemed that the two had known each other for a while.

"How are you, Mike? I didn't expect that Mike Genosie, who rejected my daughter's arranged marriage, was secretly good at 'farming'," the woman joked, causing Angie to laugh at Mike's mischievous joke.

Seeing her husband's fierce face, with a sardonic glance in her direction, Angie's laughter faded, and she pursed her lips quickly.

"Is this your wife? Hmm... It's only natural that you rushed to marry her. She's gorgeous—a charming Asian girl," the woman added, then extended a hand towards Angie. "Hi, I'm Doctor Jane Malendi. Can we come in and examine you now?"

Vivian, who had been directing the men carrying the ultrasound equipment, finally came out and welcomed their regular gynecologist.

They entered a special room where all the equipment was neatly arranged. Doctor Malendi smiled meaningfully and turned to Vivian, who was grinning. She raised an eyebrow at seeing the ready room complete with equipment.

"You never change—always ready for anything," she commented.

"Of course. You know, Jane, I don't like waiting in line. Besides, I can donate all this to your clinic if I don't need it anymore. Or... wait! Mike will probably have five or six kids to fill the house. So I guess I won't be in a hurry to give this stuff to you."

The two laughed, and Angie and Mike, who were present, looked at each other before looking away.

Angie couldn't hide the blush on her cheeks as two middle-aged women talked about children in front of her. In fact, neither Mike nor she knew where they would take the marriage.

"Please lie down; I'm going to check on you," Jane gave an order that Angie immediately obeyed, even though she felt a little silly doing so.

She wasn't sure if she and Mike had actually had intercourse.

"How is it, Jane? Has the seed been fertilized?" asked Vivian, using a term that amused Angie.

"Hmm... I haven't seen anything in there," she replied. "By the way, where's Mike? Isn't he interested in seeing his wife's condition? Mike... come here and tell us a little about your first wedding night."

Jane gave Angie a mischievous wink that took the girl aback. She thought that all those who dealt with the Genosie family were tough-faced members of the organization and could only threaten with guns. Apparently, she had been wrong. Jane Malendi was proof. The doctor often behaved absurdly, even in front of Angie, who was new to their circle.

"Alright. I think we should use another method. This time, please, don't call me here, V. Come to the clinic because I have more freedom if I do my work there."

Vivian nodded despite the occasional grumble. She got up and escorted Jane to the terrace to leave the Genosie residence.

***

"Should we do it again? Is one time not enough?" Mike asked, driving while continuing to grumble. This was the first time Angie had encountered a man who was so chatty and complained so much. Mike was the one.

From the moment they set off, he constantly grumbled and showed that he was reluctant to do something that he thought was ridiculous. Not only because he knew full well that he and Angie had never done it, but also because it was absurd to check on a pregnancy that hadn't even been fertilized.

"Never mind. Just drive the car carefully. I don't want your carelessness to put Angie and my future grandchildren in danger."

Again, Vivian's words made Angie and Mike unsure of what to do. Both of them felt awkward, especially Angie, who had only been with the family for a few days and was unfamiliar with the characteristics of her father and mother-in-law. She was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so she remained silent.

Arriving at Dr. Jane Malendi's clinic, Mike decided to wait outside. He couldn't stand the smell of medicines and floor cleaners that wafted along the corridors and all corners of the building, which was too grand for him to call a clinic.

Mike chose a seat in the lobby, lit a cigarette in his left hand, and scrolled through the phone screen in his right. His original intention was to check the stock index movement and the buying and selling market of his 'merchandise.' However, a news story on an online site caught his attention.

Usually, he didn't care about online media, which always made exaggerated news about him. However, this time, what he read on the screen inflamed him.

[The Black Venom's Heir-to-be Married for One Night Love]

"Bastards! How dare they write rubbish about me!" he cursed, tossing the cigarette on the floor but leaving it lit. If necessary, let the wind turn the remaining butts into a big fire and burn down the clinic. He didn't care. Anger made Mike ignore many things.

What was more, not stopping there, other news made Mike dial some numbers at that moment and talk to someone on the other side.

"Choose the way you like to die," he said, instantly making the other person stutter.

"W-what do you mean, Mike?"

"Don't pretend you don't know. I told you not to say anything about my wife. Daring to disturb her is the same as disturbing the Genosie family. Even The Black Venom."

"How can you be sure it's me? You have no proof," the man on the other side refuted. However, it wouldn't have been Mike Genosie if he had immediately believed and melted with that manipulative sentence.

"Delete it, or I'll come to you right now!"

"I-I'm sorry, Mike. I was playing around. It's easy to delete that kind of online news. You don't need to worry."

"If I'm done with my business and you haven't taken down that shit, you're the one I'm going to wipe off the face of the earth. Understand?" Mike ended the conversation without waiting for an answer. Whatever he said was an absolute command, and no one could contradict him except his father and mother.

In front of these two, Mike was just a subordinate, while he was a crown prince in front of the other members. Don't ask about his position in front of the public. Of course, a troublemaker that no one should have anything to do with or anger if they still loved their lives.

Tired of waiting so long, Mike reached into his shirt pocket and couldn't find his cigarette. He decided to see if the strange procession of women inside was over. However, arriving at the room, he was greeted by a pair of eyes glaring at him.

"I'm sorry to say this, V. You should settle this matter at home. Angie is still 'sealed up', and no sign of anyone trying to open her up." Jane smiled at Mike with narrowed eyes, making Mike and Angie panic.

"Mike, let's go home now and explain to me in detail what Dr. Malendi just said."