Thomas Fisher's words drew a dissatisfied look from Autumn York, but everyone else was very happy, especially the three other elders. They nodded eagerly, hoping to soon embrace the couple's child.
Alice Turner usually appears like a strong woman, but in the face of such matters, she still shyly lowered her head.
"Auntie! Why is your face so red?"
Rosie Thompson, sitting on the other side of Alice Turner, seemed to discover something amusing. She raised her small finger, pointing at Alice Turner's flushed cheeks.
As soon as Rosie spoke, everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to Alice Turner. As she noticed the gaze of others, her cheeks grew even hotter, hot enough to fry an egg.
"I'm going to the restroom."
Feeling awkward being stared at, Alice Turner pulled her hand away from Thomas Fisher's, got up, and hastily left the dining room, heading straight for the restroom to soothe her embarrassment on her own.
