"Hehe…" Emma Benson laughed helplessly, reaching out to cradle the man's handsome face and gently caressing it.
"You're not a child, are you afraid to sleep alone!?"
Walter Schmidt raised an eyebrow, about to speak again when Emma obviously didn't give him the chance, shutting the door directly and even yelling through the door panel, "Goodnight… husband."
The last word 'husband' finally soothed the man quite a bit. He hooked his thin lips, stared at the room for a moment, then turned and left…
Meanwhile, Tara Summer and Liam Yancey were still sitting on the couch after their departure, lying in each other's embrace, facing the large rear-projection home cinema that had just started playing a movie.
It was still Pride and Prejudice, Tara's favorite movie, which Liam Yancey had watched with her no less than ten times.
