A certain slender arm reached out, drawing her into an embrace, indulgently saying, "Wife, this is how we should interact. Forgive me, will you?"
"...Mm." Isabella Lindsey pondered for a moment, nodding silently.
Lucy Candler, while sipping on the remaining thick soup, said contentedly, "Seeing you two like this is wonderful, loving each other so much. Let's set a time, I'll meet with your parents to discuss arranging the marriage."
"How about today?" Julian Johnsons couldn't wait.
"But, can your mom be discharged from the hospital?" Isabella Lindsey was worried.
"Don't worry, Lolo. The doctor has checked twice, it's just some superficial abrasions, no major injuries, she can be discharged anytime." Lucy Candler flexed her arms and legs, indicating that she was fine.
"In that case, I'll go home first to fetch my mom, you two can have a chat."
