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.

have been having

must have been through over the years, so she naturally has a grudge against Rex.

Rex and Lily have experienced so much hardship than anyone can fathom. Bree feels

blessing that they have

more,

not 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 mention it at this juncture, but he

joy. Stressed by recent events, she is gratified to

understand now. Perhaps you are the right ones for each other, and none can separate you. Since this

something in her chest, and a warm stream of heat surges

about." Then Bree's expression changes. "Your father has to get better quickly, otherwise he won't be able to attend your

very grateful to Bree for her tolerance towards the bad

worry. I won't let

around and wipes her tears. Then she starts smiling. "That's good. That's

...

There is no room for clothes in the bathroom,

first, she just wants to stretch out a

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

has always been strict about his figure. Even when they first met, this man got up at