The Million-Dollar Heart

In the hospital room, Karen leaned back against the headboard. Truth be told, she was more than capable of getting out of bed
and walking around. Her robust health made it a non-issue, but with Jasper and her brothers' watchful eyes glued on her, not to
mention Willa's gentle smile nearby, she found herself staying put.
Jasper's eyes shimmered with moisture, "Sasha, thank God you're awake. I've been so worried! How are you feeling? Hungry for
anything? I'll have the cook whip up your childhood favorite dish in no time!" Maddox examined Karen's arm as if verifying her
realness, "Sasha, pinch me. I need to know I'm not dreaming."
Karen chuckled, "You all worry too much. I was just knocked out, nothing serious. I'm actually itching to stretch my legs; lying in
bed all day is making me feel like a couch potato!"
Willa suggested to Jasper, "Maybe we should help Sasha get up and move around a bit. It's not good to stay in bed for too long."
Jasper, unable to argue with Karen's wishes, reluctantly agreed.
Maddox, brimming with excitement, leaned in, "Sasha, you won't believe what you've missed. The biggest news is that Percival
and Vivienne eloped! But don't worry, we made sure everything was set for their wedding. We were all waiting for you to wake
up!"
Arthur interjected, "Hold on! Vivienne and I haven't had our big day yet. They can't beat us to the punch!" He was relieved he
made it back in time, unable to bear the thought of Percival winning Vivienne's hand so soon. "Percival hasn't gotten past me
yet!"
Percival, overhearing as he entered, knew he had to step up his game. After all, marrying Vivienne was his unwavering intention.
Vivienne, cheeks still flushed from emotion, stepped in to see Karen, supported by Willa, moving around the room, doing light
stretches. She seemed in good spirits, her complexion rosy. Vivienne softly uttered, "Mom."
Karen turned with a smile, "Come here and give me a hug. Have you lost weight? I've missed you so much!"
Vivienne was speechless. It was all too surreal!
Percival, wrapping his arm around Vivienne, teased, "Master, I've been taking good care of Vivienne. She's been spoiled with
strawberry cheesecake every day." Vivienne rolled her eyes at him.
Karen laughed, "Well, aren't you going to come over here and give me a hug? Or do you want me to come to you?"

Vivienne reluctantly approached, only to be met with a playful slap on the head from Karen.
Karen scolded, "Heard you've been denying your father? He's the man I chose, and without him, you wouldn't be here. Dare to
deny him again, see what happens." Vivienne was flabbergasted. This was not how she expected their reunion to go.
Arthur tried to defuse the tension, "Hey, there's no need for that. If Vivienne's having trouble accepting me, I understand. I've
been absent, and I'll make it up to her." Vivienne gave him a look that said, "Nice save."
Karen glared at Arthur, "This is between me and my daughter. Stay out of it!"
Vivienne echoed the sentiment, leaving Arthur speechless.
Karen then beckoned Vivienne closer with a smile that was too sweet to trust.
Vivienne, knowing better but unable to resist, stepped forward.
Karen, with a swift move, pinched Vivienne's ear, "I waited over two decades to have your father back. And now you're acting
up? Thinking you can push him away? You think just because you're married and happy, you can ruin my happiness?"
Vivienne protested, "I never said I was against it!"
Arthur, caught in the crossfire, could only protest his innocence silently.
Karen continued, "After everything, you'd sideline your mother for your husband's family? Is that it?"
Vivienne, her ear red and sore, pulled away, "Stop with the drama, Mom. I'm not buying it."
Karen scoffed, "What will it be then? Strawberry cheesecake? Let your father make it!"
"He can't cook to save his life!" Vivienne retorted without missing a beat, prompting a swift defense from Arthur.
Arthur, feeling challenged, declared, "How would you know? I bet I can outcook Percival any day."
Percival, caught in the family squabble, could only remain silent.
Vivienne shot Arthur a glare, "This is between me and my mom. Stay out of it!"
Arthur, resigned, replied, "Whatever you say, dear."

As the family banter continued, it was clear that, despite the bickering, there was a deep bond of love and affection that held
them all together.
Karen casually grabbed a hair tie from the nightstand, her tone firm and decisive, "Don't accuse me of making a scene. If you
don't want to acknowledge him, today we're going to settle this once and for all." Vivienne looked up, her eyes narrowing, her
complexion as pale as a sheet of paper, "Are you saying you'd choose him over me?"
A slight movement appeared between Karen's eyebrows, her lips curling into a wry smile, "How could ever not Choose you?
You're the child carried for nine months and brought into this world with blood, sweat, and tears! But you and your father need to
come to a resolution."
"Here's the deal. You and I spar, just light contact, until one of us wins. If I win, you have to accept Arthur as your father. If I lose,
then it's up to you. You can acknowledge him whenever you feel like it!" Arthur was shocked, trying to intervene, "No way! I won't
allow it. Sasha, you've just recovered. What if something happens? You're my wife and my daughter; I can't let you get hurt over
me!"
Jasper was equally worried, "Yeah, Sasha, you're being too impulsive. We have all the time in the world. Why rush into this
now?"
Maddox waved his hands dismissively, his head shaking like a bobblehead, "You've just woken up and we haven't even had a
chance to sit down for a meal together! Let's at least have a family dinner before anything else. Jumping straight into a fight is
just too heart-wrenching!"
But in Karen's eyes, there was a resolute determination. Once she made up her mind, there was no turning back, no room for
regret.
A shadow of profound depth appeared in Vivienne's eyes, her crimson lips slightly parting, "Fine, I accept!"