Evan looked at his clothes and sighed. Then Devo looked at Astar, "Prepare a bath for him and some clothes, too."
"Yes, Grandpa," Astar answered and then left while Devo faced Evan.
"I know you are in a hurry, but I can't let you travel with those clothes. Eat breakfast first and prepare before you travel far away," Devo said.
Evan couldn't help but sigh as he sat down in the bed again. Devo saw anxiousness on his face as he stared at Evan.
"It seems that your wife is someone who worries a lot." He said as he sat down on the chair.
Evan nodded, "Yes."
Devo nodded slowly, "You are loved."
"I don't think so since we got married with an arrangement," Evan explained.
"Oh… So you are nobles or something?"
"Yes. But you don't have to be courteous to me."
"So you have an arranged marriage with your wife. But how could you say she doesn't love you?"