Carn spent 10 golden marks, attempting to predict the winning lottery numbers. Golden strings of numerical sequences materialized and floated in the air in front of him. Only Carn could see them. He quickly jotted the numbers down on a piece of paper.
With so many lottery companies in the U.S., Carn decided to focus on the ones with the highest jackpots—Power**ll and Mega Mill**ns. Both companies drew their winning numbers every two or three days, so he only picked the numbers for the next draw.
When Carn finished, Wong snatched the paper from his hand in excitement. She skimmed through the numbers. Gwen leaned over Wong’s shoulder, peeking at the paper. The two exchanged a wide grin, practically giddy at the thought of the potential fortune. They copied the numbers into their phones and even took pictures for safekeeping.
Unfortunately, reality hit fast. Florida’s lottery laws prohibited online ticket purchases, requiring all tickets to be bought in person from an authorized retailer. Wong frowned but remained undeterred.
Carn, sipping on a soda, shook his head. "How exactly do you two plan to claim the prize? We’re fugitives, remember? You can’t just stroll into a gas station and pick up a ticket or the winnings. In fact, we should be thinking how we will leave the states undetected."
Wong, unfazed, waved off his concerns and turned to Gwen with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Simple solution. Gwen, ah! Will you marry my son?"
Carn nearly spat out his drink, coughing as his eyes widened in shock. "What the hell, Ma?!"
Gwen’s face flushed as she chuckled nervously. Her gaze darted toward Carn, only to shy away when their eyes met. "Wong, that’s kind of sudden, don’t you think? We’re not even dating."
Wong pressed on, "If we win the lottery, you marry my son. You claim the prize for us. Then, we split it fifty-fifty. You and me. Easy, ah?"
Gwen hesitated, pulling out her phone to check the current jackpots. The first company’s prize was set at $180 million, and the other was a staggering $480 million. After lump-sum deductions and taxes, they would probably only see about 20% of the total. But even then, the cash would be life-changing, which was enough to live comfortably without working for decades.
As Gwen pondered over the idea, Wong leaned in closer and whispered, "Think about it. If Carn can do this once, he can do it again. Infinite money glitch, ah? You’ll never have to worry about bills ever again."
Gwen glanced at Carn, who was now facepalming and rubbing his temples. "This feels like a setup. Ma, I’m a minor. Are you selling your son?"
Wong refuted, "In Florida, it’s completely fine if the older woman makes the first move, lah! She has my permission to groom you!"
"THAT’S NOT IT!!" Carn wanted to cry. His mother’s logic was weird.
Wong insisted, "Marriage life and dating is all about benefits and dick size, lah. You rich, women spread pussy for you. If you homeless, women dump you for black dicks, lah! You rich, but you spineless, so I find good woman for you. You should be grateful, you pig!"
Carn wanted to vanish into the nearest pile of rubble from the collapsed ECD facility. His mother’s antics left him red-faced, and the thought of her turning his love life into a bartering chip made him cringe.
Why is this my life? He thought, suppressing the urge to scream aloud.
Gwen, on the other hand, couldn’t hold it together. She burst into laughter, wheezing so hard she had to clutch her sides. Tears of mirth streaked down her face as she tried to regain her composure. Wong, ever the unbothered mastermind, grinned proudly as if matchmaking her son was some grand act of genius.
As Gwen wiped her tears away, she glanced at Carn, whose expression screamed somebody save me. Her amusement only grew. She didn’t even care that Wong had lied about Carn’s real age earlier as this hilariously unpredictable family was too interesting.
In truth, Gwen’s reaction surprised even herself. She had always been wary of her boyfriend’s family, keeping her distance out of fear of judgment or awkward misunderstandings. In the past, meeting the relatives of someone she dated felt like walking on eggshells. But Wong? Wong was a whole different story.
Despite her eccentricity, Wong was warm, unapologetically honest, and strangely endearing. Gwen found herself actually enjoying the older woman’s company. There was no pretense, no judgment, and no awkward formality.
As she watched Wong playfully berate Carn for being "too shy to seal the deal," Gwen found herself wondering what it might actually be like to have Wong as her mother-in-law. The thought didn’t terrify her as much as it probably should have.
In fact, she didn’t mind it. Wong’s unfiltered personality, combined with her bizarre schemes, brought a sense of fun and camaraderie Gwen hadn’t experienced with anyone else’s family. If this was what being part of Carn’s life meant, maybe it wasn’t so bad after all.
Meanwhile, Carn sank lower into his chair, muttering under his breath, "Why do I feel like I’m losing control of my life?"
Wong overheard him and patted his shoulder with a smirk. "Carn, ah. Life is about making money and making babies, lah."
Gwen’s laughter echoed through the room again, and Carn couldn’t help but let out a resigned sigh. Maybe chaos was just his new normal. Both women completely forgot about the stressful reality.
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After a long moment of laughter and bullying, Carn managed to steer the conversation to Wong’s health issue, namely her 3rd-stage cancer condition.
"Ma, lay on the couch and reveal your back. I’m going to cure you."
Gwen was interested in Carn’s power, "Oh, you have healing power too?"
Carn nodded, "Yes."
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"Is Wong sick?" Gwen turned to her future mother-in-law, "Why didn’t you tell me?"
Wong shrugged, "Hospitals are for the weak. We tank diseases to save money, lah!"
Carn rolled his eyes and gently laid his mother on a long couch, "Just shut up for a moment and let me treat you, Ma. Stop embarrassing our family."
Wong wanted to refute this. But upon seeing Carn’s solemn expression, she cooperated and lay on the couch. Gwen adjusted the furniture to clear space and watched the duo.
Carn placed his hand on Wong’s belly and invoked his holy power, injecting warm energy into her entire body.