"Then I'm willing to do it."
Yolanda Bardot said nonchalantly, "To be honest, I'm really looking forward to that day. Then I can finally see the Garvin I've been thinking about."
"..." Ella Lacey had nothing to say.
But in her heart, a small angry beast was already running wild.
She wanted to slap Yolanda twice, to wake her up and tell her that Uncle Dilbert is her husband!
Wait—
In the corner of her eye, why was there another figure?
And they were very tall, very handsome, very familiar…
"Uncle Dilbert!"
Ella turned her head and saw Dilbert Walker standing with a complex expression in the corridor, the two stylish MAN whiskers at his mouth automatically gave off a melancholy droop effect…
"...Dilbert…"
Yolanda was also surprised, standing up sheepishly. She didn't know when her husband arrived, and she was completely unaware, absorbed in her fantasy about another man.
"Uncle Dilbert, please don't run away!"
