Jerome felt a mixture of regret and relief.
Regret that he, a young talent, was about to marry early; relief because he found Vivian acceptable, meeting his expectations for a future partner.
Let Vivian take advantage of this.
Vivian was already in the car, noticing that the man was hesitating.
Not sure what dramatic performance he was putting on, she couldn't help urging, "Are you coming or not?"
Jerome briskly got into the car, now completely relaxed with plans for their future, "Where to next? A joyride or the pier? We might catch the sunset in time."
Vivian observed the man's inexplicable fixation on the pier and pursed her lips.
Jerome, with a flushed face, still carried the afterglow of his fainting episode.
Feeling a bit sorry for him, she said, "Up to you."
He knew the girl secretly hoped for more time together!
Jerome excitedly took out his phone, "I'll arrange a yacht now!"