Meanwhile, at the Delvino family’s main house ....“Where is my husband?” asked Shirley, who had just returned from a trip out of town. “Could it be that Brother Ronnie did something wrong with him?”Alvon looked around here and there, but the house looked deserted and no one could be seen there.“Maybe Marcel went to have fun with Venya,” answered Alvon. “We’d better have fun straight away, I have a meeting early tomorrow ...”“In that case, okay.” Shirley just nodded and assumed that Marcel was indeed with Venya.Almost midnight, Shirley and Alvon arrived home in a daze.Both of them laughed and babbled incoherently with red faces.“Marcel! Marcel!” called Shirley with half sleepy eyes. “Marcel! Where the hell is that guy?”“He’s not at home!” said Alvon, who was just as drunk. “Your husband ... ran away again!”“Ha ha, yeah?” said Shirley while scratching her hair. “Huh ... why do you have a husband who runs away like this, how cool is that ...”Alvon threw himself on the sofa and

Shirley’s voice was so loud, Nana even jumped in surprise.“Patience, Madam ... Mr. Marcelino has had an accident ...” said Nana stammeringly.Shirley snorted, her eyes scanned Marcel from head to toe with a probing gaze.“Why are you wearing those clothes?” Shirley asked curtly.“These are clothes from the hospital,” Marcel answered flatly. “I was in care for more than one night, that’s why I didn’t go home ...”“Whose fault is it that you ran away?” Shirley said fiercely.“I didn’t run away, don’t make accusations without evidence!” Marcel replied. “I went to work, then ....”“So what? Have you had a disaster? Robbed? Mugged?” Shirley actually got even crazier. “Old song, Cel! You pretend to be sick, so that I feel sorry for you. Isn’t it? Having a husband like this is such a showman!”Marcel sighed. Timidly, Nana placed a cup of hot tea on the table.“Please drink it first, Sir.”“Thank you, Nana.” Marcel nodded, but Shirley immediately pushed the cup aside until the contents spill

Dito could no longer refuse, he still had to be aware of his position in front of Shirley’s father.“Excuse me, Sir.” Dito said goodbye, Shirley immediately held his hand.Marcel looked away, disgusted.“But, yeah. “Don’t believe what Marcel said earlier,” asked Shirley pitifully.“How will father believe when your hands say otherwise?” Herman asked firmly. “Come here, let’s talk nicely.”Dito turned to Shirley and nodded his head, then they were forced to separate when Herman told him to.“I have a work permit, Dad.” Marcel said goodbye because he was not interested in participating in the conversation between father and son.“No, Marcel. You have to come too,” said Herman, shaking his head. “You just sit down first, Mrs. Delvino said you were discharged from the hospital?”Herman joined in the act, although in his heart he was quite amazed that Marcel had managed to escape from the supervision of Lista and his family.“Okay, Dad.” Marcel just nodded, he didn’t want to prolong the pr

Herman looked at Marcel who did not immediately answer his question.“I—they were looking for me, Dad.” Marcel explained because the facts were like that.He never knew about the pharmacist or the Delvino family’s relatives before they appeared after Aldi managed to find them first.“Did you know about this beforehand?” Herman asked again.Marcel shook his head and answered, “The problem is that they recognized me as the medicine expert they were looking for, so I didn’t dare to take any further interest in my past.”Herman then looked at Reina.“But Marcel is our son-in-law,” said Reina, pretending to be understanding. “It’s impossible for you to just take her away, what about our daughter?”Stefi glanced at Marcel and said, “It’s up to Marcel, our business is just coming to take him home.”Marcel knew what Stefi’s gaze meant, he was implicitly telling her to choose.“Is it true that these two are relatives of our family, Dad?” whispered Shirley in a voice they could still hear.“A p

“Is this valid?” Marcel asked, looking at Lista doubtfully.“What do you mean?” Lista replied offended. “You doubt the ability of our people who checked your blood sample?”Marcel shrugged.“I’m never sure, even if you believe me, that I’m a real pharmacist,” he said slowly. “What I know is that I have lived with my parents since I was little. And they never said that I had talent in the medical field.”Stefi immediately filled the empty seat next to Marcel.“But with the proof of this letter, you must be sure that you are a drug expert.” Stefi intervened. “The person we have been looking for a long time.”“Why should I be that sure?” Marcel asked as he turned to look at Stefi. “I personally don’t really know you guys apart from the news about the Delvino family that is widely circulating.”“Wow, we’re happy that you’ve had the chance to hear about our big family.” Stefi commented. “But from now on you must be sure that the talent for dispensing medicine flows in your veins.”Marcel s