Let's Get Married

They sit on the rooftop feeling the breeze for some time. When they both calm down, they return to Harry's ward.

Bree is a light sleeper due to her age, and she is even startled by their soft movements.

"Lily?" Bree is still a little sleepy when she sees a black figure walking over.

Lily is slightly surprised. "Mom, did we wake you?"

"What time is it? Why are you back so late?" Bree picks up the watch beside her and checks the time. It is almost dawn.

As she speaks, she looks up, only to discover that behind Lily is an indistinct figure. "Who is this?"

Rex walks out from behind and holds Lily's tense small hand. "Bree, it's me. Rex."

The air feels still from that answer. Rex also holds back his breath a little, feeling nervous under the gaze of an elder.

After a long time, Bree walks over to them and says in a low voice, "Let's go out and talk. Don't disturb your dad."

The three of them walk to the end of the corridor. The unique incandescent light shines above them, which renders Rex's face even paler.

Noticing how weak Rex is, Bree doesn't have the heart to blame him. The atmosphere is solemn. Lily speaks first, "Mom, Rex has been under treatment for the past six months, because he got addicted after rescuing Adair from that kidnapping. However, he's almost cured now. There's no need to worry."

Bree has heard her say this before, but she didn't know the specifics. Now that notion is materialized when she sees how gaunt Rex is.

must have been

have been through over the years, so she

has been a bumpy road for both of them. Rex and Lily have experienced so much hardship than anyone can

a blessing that they have made

say more, only asking softly, "What are your plans

thought about this question. However, Rex answers without hesitation, "We should focus on Harry right now. When he gets better, I'm going to give

was inappropriate to

recent

all these years. I understand now. Perhaps you are the right ones for each other, and none can separate you.

dissatisfied with Rex and is surprised by her response. For a moment, Lily feels something in her chest, and a warm stream of

After the surgery, we will have nothing to worry about." Then Bree's expression changes. "Your father

grateful to Bree for her tolerance towards the

won't let

wipes her tears. Then she starts

...

door. There is no room

opens the bathroom door a little. At first, she just wants to stretch out a hand,

of old scars, like new wounds would appear every day. His originally strong shoulders and muscles have disappeared, and

been strict about his figure. Even when they first met, this