"All right—"
Looking at his wife's angry face as she still urged him to make a trip to Atlanta.
Johnny nodded helplessly and worriedly.
He was truly afraid that Liana's long-suppressed anger would completely erupt after she met that woman at the Atlanta camp, perhaps even escalating into a war between the Alliance and the Atlanta camp.
But—
Did he still have the ability to refuse?
Come on, if he dared refuse, Liana wouldn't need to wait until Atlanta to vent her anger on him. She could do it right here in the Smoky Mountains—
Thinking that, Johnny hesitantly drew a breath, then nodded again in resignation.
He spoke softly.
"Sorry, Liana."
"There's nothing for you to apologize for. I owe you an apology too."
Liana shook her head and replied to Johnny as lightly as she could.
"You owe me one, and I owe you one too. All those stupid things happened when we each thought the other was dead. I... Anyway, we've found each other again, haven't we?"
"Besides, aside from the stupid things that happened to you, I ought to thank that general in Atlanta."
"After all, he found a woman for our son."
As she said that, Liana tried to forget the guilt in her heart and the steadily rising anger, smiling at Johnny as she continued.
"Though I haven't seen what Anglu's woman is like, and I don't know whether she'll be a daughter-in-law I'm happy with."
"But what else could I ask for? Come on, it's the apocalypse now!"
"Look at the gender ratio in the Council and the Alliance, or in every camp around the world. In the face of disaster, women's survival rate can hardly compare to men's. What camp isn't full of more men than women now?"
"There are countless bachelors