Althea rubbed her head on his strong chest. "Don't say that."
Althea closed her eyes and just felt her husband's warmth for a while, before tilting her head up to look at him. "Do you think he'll hate me if he finds out?"
The thought broke her heart a little. Although they drifted apart, Beanie was still a good childhood friend of hers—an important part of her happy memories.
Garan sneered, looking at the direction of the adjacent house where Beanie stayed. "He dares!" He said, firm, and then he looked down at his precious wife with a comforting smile.
"Although a lot has changed these years, Beanie's core is the same. He may feel a little resentful at first, but he'll get over it." He didn't want to lie to her and simply comforted her, placing his huge palm on her head. "Don't worry about him."
