Webby's eyes widened in shock. "You don't hate me?" Happiness bloomed on his face immediately.
Lily shook her head. "I didn't; you've become my husband already, do I still have a choice?" she smiled.
Webby could no longer keep his cool and dragged Lily into a tight hug. "You are the best!" he whispered, his heart racing faster and faster.
Lily chuckled. "Don't just move about; you are currently a patient," she reminded him.
"Patient?" A confused expression crossed his face as he released Lily from his embrace.
Lily smiled. "Don't worry; you will soon be familiar with words like that," she assured him.
Webby nodded.
"Angel, the house has collapsed; we should build another," Angus suggested.
Lily remained silent for a long while. "No, we'll relocate but Grant isn't here; he went back home. It seems like we can't wait for him," she replied.
Angus raised his brows. "He ran away?" he inquired.
