Mrs. Campell and Mr. Campell fell silent, digesting the situation. When Spencer spoke today, they should have anticipated this outcome. Spencer likely knew all their plans, which is why he worked so hard to bring them together.
Suddenly planning an engagement, the elders appeared calm. Although they did not oppose it, they were somewhat at a loss. It felt like their daughter had grown up in the blink of an eye. However, their youngest daughter had grown up and would eventually marry. No matter how reluctant they were, there was no alternative. Marrying into the Fritz family was better than marrying far away.
Agnes glanced at her father and then at her mother, observing their expressions and discerning their true thoughts, waiting for them to express their stance. In fact, silence was already the best response; there was no refusal. But Agnes wished for a positive reply.
In the spacious and bright dining room, after a brief silence, Mrs. Campell finally spoke. “It’s a bit rushed.”
Mr. Campell nodded in agreement. “Yes, it is a bit rushed. After all, we only met the boy for the first time yesterday, although he seemed quite reliable.”
At this moment, Spencer cleared his throat and began to play his part. “Well… actually, time can’t measure a relationship. Many long-term relationships of seven or eight years don’t end up together; there are countless examples of this.”
Marriage is essentially a gamble; whether it turns out well or not depends on luck.
Since they were coming to propose marriage, what more could be said? So Mr. Campell nodded and said, “Well then, since they’re coming to propose, let’s prepare to welcome them!” From last night’s chat by the vegetable garden, her father had a good impression of Tom Fritz.
He felt that Tom was very responsible.
At this point, Mrs. Campell stood up and suddenly became conscious of her appearance. She looked at her outfit and smiled as she asked, “Should I change my clothes? I just came from the vegetable garden.” There seemed to be some mud on her pant legs.
“Sure,” Summer quickly stood up, feeling quite cheerful herself. “Let me help you pick out an outfit! Trust my taste.” She then took Mrs. Campell’s arm and led her out of the dining room.
Seeing both her parents smiling, Agnes finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Mr. Campell also stood up with a smile. “I’ve finished eating too; I’ll go change my clothes as well. It’s a sign of respect for the Fritz family.”
“Alright, go ahead,” said Spencer.
Spencer had prepared separate dressing rooms for the elders and bought them many clothes.
After her father left, only Agnes and Spencer remained in the dining room. They exchanged glances, and Spencer gave her a thumbs-up. “I admire you for winning over someone as aloof as Professor Fritz.”
Agnes smiled shyly but sweetly, filled with happiness and anticipation for the future.
Although the engagement was rushed, it had received approval from both sets of parents.
About an hour later, when the two elders of the Campell family had changed clothes and were ready to welcome the Fritz family members, Tom sent Agnes a message saying they were about to get in the car and head over.
Agnes replied with two words: “Got it.”
She then shared this news with those around her.
Spencer was very happy; his wife’s sister was getting together with his good friend-this was practically becoming family by marriage.
“Agnes,” Mr. Campell said as he held his youngest daughter’s hand, “lately I’ve seen a light in your eyes that shows true happiness.” From Tom’s conversation last night, he felt that Tom wouldn’t let her suffer any grievances. So even though they weren’t exactly well-matched in status, as long as they had feelings for each other, he and Mrs. Campell would support them being together.
There was a very practical reason behind this: their eldest daughter married Spencer, who had such good conditions and treated the Campell elders so well; this gave them confidence.