I Will Marry You (I'll Marry You)
What You Want to Know

In the living room they were greeted by the whining sound of a baby being carried by a middle-aged woman. Handing her over in her mother's arms, the middle-aged woman who was a nanny in the house immediately left Helen who began introducing her second child to Markus and Amy who came to visit.

The one-week-old baby boy looked very handsome just like his father. However, her dark black hair inherited her mother's hair color.

"How, Uncle? Billy we're so handsome, aren't we?" elena asked proudly while puffing out her chest.

"Yes, Sweetie. You two are really two very beautiful brothers."

Pleased for the compliment, Elena grinnedly showed her rows of pure white teeth.

Turning his attention back to Helen, Mark reached out his hand and said, "Can I?"

Carefully Helen handed her baby boy in Mark's arms. When he felt the baby's position fit in his arm sling, Mark cuddled his nephew as he muttered softly to him.

"She was adorable, Helen," said Markus, unable to take her eyes off the baby boy in her arms.

And as Billy gripped one finger tightly, Mark's eyes turned in amazement mixed with affection and longing? Amy does not know for sure because it looks cursory, which may be just a delusion.

But seeing the sight of Mark carrying a baby does not necessarily make Amy imagine if the one in her husband's arms is their two children.

Could it be that if she was pregnant, Mark would return like she used to? Will the presence of a child in their marriage improve their relationship that has deteriorated?

It is possible when viewed from the attitude of Mark who loved his sisters' children very much. So of course having her own flesh and blood would melt the heart of her now icy husband.

As if she could listen to his thoughts, Helen smiled meaningfully at him with her eyes fixed on her stomach.

Unable to mask her reaction to that meaningful gaze, Amy's cheeks met red.

"Oh yeah, Uncle, when are you going to give me a handsome and beautiful cousin?" asked Elena innocently.

The sudden question instantly changed Mark's originally relaxed posture into tense. With Billy slowly handed over in Helen's arms back.

Luke clapped both hands. "Well, well, it's time we go to the dining room" he said cheerfully, breaking the suspenseful silence. "Come, sweetie, we're filling your stomach that's been ringing that way since."

"But, Dad, I'm not hungry yet" Elena protested as Luke forced her towards the dining room. "At the same time Uncle Mark hasn't answered my question."

Not knowing what he whispered to his daughter, Elena suddenly stopped her protest and jumped into excitement towards the dining room. It must have been something really fun, Amy thought.

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Thank goodness the dinner went well without any more questions about the cousin coming out of Elena's mouth. The baby was also handed back to her nanny upstairs before Helen joined them at the dinner table.

After dinner, Elena immediately said goodbye to them, then darted off to the top floor at an astonishing speed for a little boy.

"Geez, Elena! You can break your neck if you run that fast" cried Helen, standing straight at the departure of her daughter with a look of horror. "What did you actually say until his feet seemed to float off the surface?"

Helen made an accusatory look at her husband. Luke just laughed at his wife's dramatic attitude.

"Nothing special, honey, just a new toy."

"That's right. Elena and her new toy," grumbled Helen, sitting back in her seat as she downed her water.

"Well, you know for yourself 'is a child of Elena's age who likes to collect toys, '" said Markus, leaning casually in his chair. "So no wonder she's excited to find out there's a new toy for her."

"But the new toy does exist, right, Luke? You didn't invent it just to silence him, did you?" ask Amy to worry.

"Of course there is. I wouldn't dare to make an imaginary toy for Elena, it's the same as me looking for her name problem" Luke replied, shuddering in horror. "Actually the toy was the intention I wanted to give as a birthday gift to my co-worker's child who is soon to have a birthday, but let me buy it again later."

The conversation continued to discuss the various behaviors of Elena who every day always makes headaches because of her fussiness, but also filled the house with laughter and happiness.

Until finally their conversation turned in a direction that changed the carefree atmosphere in the dining room it turned gloomy.

"By the way, Mark, how could you not tell mom about your wedding news to her" Helen said, glancing at Mark carefully from behind her eyelashes. "He was very surprised to learn the news from me. The one back reminds me–"

The sound of the shock just made Amy snorted in her seat. Another case with Helen and Luke, they remained sitting quietly in their seats, as if they had gotten used to Mark's rampage just now.

"I don't want to hear anything about that woman!"

"But, Mark–" protested Helen.

"Enough, Helen!" furious Markus, glared angrily at his brother. "You know what's good for you."

Taking that as a challenge, Helen's chin lifted arrogantly to look up at her sister.

"Well what do you mean? If you think I'm gonna shrink to–"

This time it was Luke's turn to stop Helen from continuing, his outstretched hand touching his wife's elbow, asking in silence for Helen to stop provoking Mark even further.

Initially Helen was about to scold her husband as well because she preferred to side with Markus over him, but when she saw Amy's anxious gaze that was agitated to witness her quarrel with Markus, she finally decided to budge, and relieve his emotions by pouring cold water into his glass and then downing the drink.

"We'd better get out, Mark," Luke asked, embracing Mark's shoulder. "There's something I want to talk to you about."

For a moment Mark hesitated to leave Amy alone with Helen in the dining room. Luke, however, desperately dragged his body from there, so before going any further he threw a warning look at Helen, conveying through her eyes that Helen would not say anything strange to Amy.

Getting that warning look Helen just snorted with a sour look on her face.

"He thought the warning would keep me quiet" Helen murmured.

In an instant the irritated expression disappeared from Helen's face replaced by a friendly smile as she looked at Amy sitting opposite her.

Getting up from her seat, Helen invites Amy to come with her to the lounge opposite the pool. Sitting side by side they enjoyed a glass of cold lemonade while warming themselves by the fireplace.

"Will you tell me about your mother, Helen," Amy began, turning to face Helen. "See Mark had a very bad relationship with his mother."

"Have you never tried asking Mark about that?" helen asked flatly, her face remained straight facing the scenery outside.

"I've tried it, and he's dodged my question as soon as he's avoiding me now" Amy replied grimly.

"It's a long story, Amy."

"Tell me as long as you can. We don't know when our two husbands are back from their conversation outside."

Sighing, Helen finally turned her body to face him.

"It's complicated, but in a nutshell Markus never felt the bond between mother and daughter to our mother Elisabeth."

"Explain to me."

Look Helen's eyes immediately glare, as if she was recalling the events of decades ago.

"At that time Mark was 5 years old when my mother decided to run away with our music teacher."

One more list of women who have hurt Mark in his life.

"That's crazy!" chirps Amy spontaneous.

Not offended by her remark, Helen simply smiled sadly at him.

"It was crazy, but that's not what caused Mark to hate our mother, Amy, so much" Helen said. "Mark knows it later."

"If it's not that, then what?" amy began to be confused. "Is there anything worse than your mother's affair?"

"Oh, of course there is," answered Helen bitterly. "He introduced his new lover to Mark, and unhappily asked Mark to call the man 'Dad'."