"Brother Chris ..." Merry once again called out to him in a pitying voice.
The voice sounded so soft and spoiled to Chris's ears, like the sound of a cat meowing at his master. The man's heart raced fast and made his mind confused. Chris lowered his arm that was holding the apple while taking a close look at Merry.
He tried to find out what made him so attracted to this woman. Merry's appearance was quite ordinary, it could even be said to be simple. She did not have a dazzling beauty like Lilia.
Chris had met all kinds of women, from women with dazzling beauty to women with natural elegance. But none of them could win Chris's heart. Merry alone left the deepest impression on his heart. He didn't know since when this young woman had conquered his heart to such an extent.
