Chapter 42 Return

• Seeing her staring so intently, I deliberately teased her in an exaggerated tone, “Little sister, why are you looking at your brother-in-law like that? What, did flowers bloom on his face or something?”
• Damien’s lips twitched slightly—he was probably silently complaining that I was stirring up trouble again.
• “Alright, alright, it’s getting late. You all must be hungry,” my father quickly interjected, eager to change the subject.