Damian had not gotten married yet. He had to maintain his good physique.

When he heard the sound of footsteps, he put down the plate and walked toward the door.

“Hello, brother.”

Rosalie saw him before she even reached the door.

River, who was pulling the luggage, had also entered the house and greeted Damian, “Hi, dearest brother-in-law.”

Damian teased him. “Don’t you think it’s too fast to address me that way when you and Rosalie aren’t even married yet? Just call me Mr. Damian. I haven’t