Christine Stock was scared out of her wits from being kissed, and was even more frightened when she heard footsteps outside the door every now and then.

It was just OK that she lost face once in the hospital.

If she lost face again at M&R, she would feel ashamed to even stay here in the future when she entered the company. So she opened her mouth to bite as he kissed her deeper and deeper.

"...There is someone."

Franklin's tongue ached, spreading a faint taste of blood from his lips, and in the meantime, he looked at the embarrassed little face close at hand, stroked her soft auburn hair with his long fingers, and whispered in her ear, "Who dares come?"

Christine was tongue-tied, desperately searching for a topic, with Franklin's kisses between her breaths, and could only say inconstantly, "What's wrong with this...couch...Last time I was here I hadn't...seen it."

"The last time you were here, I had it ready to accommodate you just fine." Franklin Brook lowered.

He didn't hide his true feelings in the slightest, and even felt unusually...righteous.

He now was so eager to reveal to the world that this little, squishy, adorable human being was his wife!