"AHHH!" Dion cried out in shock at the sight of the white-faced woman in front of him. He even dropped the basket of potatoes he was carrying.
Jillian gasped in shock as her husband screamed like he had just seen a ghost. She pulled Dion's ear who mistook her for a ghost.
"What do you mean yelling like that, huh? You think I'm a ghost?" she asked with an annoyed smile.
"Ah, this L-Lian it's hurts!"
"Then why is your face all white like that?" he continued ask her.
"It's a face mask, I'm taking care of my face. I haven't worn it since I left the palace. It's to keep me beautiful!"
She released her tug on Dion's ear and put both hands on her waist. "Why did you come home in such a hurry anyway? You're even breathing heavily. Did you just run?"
