Awkwardly fidgeting, Lucas paced back and forth, guessing what caused her cramp.

A voice suddenly rang beside him, "That must be your girlfriend."

Lucas turned to see a man in his fifties, and he was unable to answer the latter.

"There's no need to ask. She's either his girlfriend or wife." The wife stood next to the stranger and chuckled. "Look at the worry on his face, the same way you used to worry about me."

"You're my wife. Of course, I'll be worried about you," the man answered, and