However, Debra is a lady, after all. She was embarrassed by everyone’s stares.

While she was surprised, Debra still felt hesitant.

Although Donoghue was great all around, she only knew him for such a short time. Would it not be too quick if she agreed to be his woman?

Seeing the change in Debra expressions, Darryl knew something was off. He could not help but yell, “Debra, don’t agree to him. Don’t! He is a treacherous person. He is lying to you. Debra, have you really completely forgotten about me? I’m your man. We’ve been together for ten years. We’ve been through so much together; you’ve really forgotten all about it?

“Over old trees wreathed with ancient vines and flying evening crows. Under a small bridge at a nearby cottage, a stream flows. Debra, our fate started from this poem. Please try to remember, please. You will be able to recall it.”

Darryl was extremely anxious until his voice was hoarse. He had been through so much with Debra. They were each other’s whole world.