Some people's love is as calm as water, while others burn with passion—Karl's love was clearly the latter.
"How many days will Marylin be in Manchester?"
Lilian first asked about the timing. Karl replied,
"She's leaving tomorrow, Friday. She should be back next Sunday. That gives about eight or nine days. As long as everything is ready the day before she leaves Manchester, it'll be fine."
Lilian nodded.
"Then I'll ask my brother first. I'm not sure if he can make it in time."
"Please, please, you must help me with this."
Karl pleaded anxiously. Lilian hurried off with her phone to call Bert.
Morrison gave a cold snort from the side.
"Time's so tight. Just go buy a diamond ring and a suit at the mall. Why must everything be custom-designed?"
He couldn't stand how Karl was urging Lilian so anxiously. Morrison was now a complete wife-protector—anyone who pressured Lilian irritated him, even his own younger brother.
Karl defended himself,
