Duncan remarked, “When her new store opens, I will join her.”

He intended to send her a basket of flowers to wish her success in her business.

Zachary responded, “My sister will definitely invite you to dinner.”

Duncan sighed, “But your sister doesn’t love me; she still treats me as a friend. She took care of me in the hospital because she felt indebted to me for past help. My mother also gave her $10,000 daily.”

Zachary replied, “My aunt gave my sister $10,000 a day, but my sister didn’t ask for a dime. She says that in front of you just to have a reason to refute you.”

Duncan wasn’t surprised. “She doesn’t want to owe me anything, so she’ll use this opportunity to repay me. If she accepts the money, she’ll feel like she has always been in my debt. I suspected long ago that she wouldn’t take the money; she prefers to portray herself as someone who acts for profit. Zachary, why don’t you join me at Liberty’s new store now?”

Zachary agreed to Duncan’s request because he was feeling bored.

Accompanied by Zachary, Mrs. Lewis and Mr. Lewis consented to let their youngest son go out. They were unaware that Duncan was heading to Liberty’s new shop.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Duncan sighed, “I don’t know when I’ll be able to drive again. I miss the thrill of speeding down the road.” He patted his weak legs, saying, “My two useless legs.”

“Duncan,” Zachary said to his friend while driving, “Your legs are not useless; you can improve. If you can’t feel anything at all, then you should worry.”

Duncan fell silent, putting on a brave face in front of his friends.

Inside, he felt very weak, fearing he might never recover, never stand again, and spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

“I want to buy a bunch of flowers for Liberty,” Duncan said as they entered the shop.

“Okay,” Zachary replied.

Once they reached the city center, Zachary led Duncan to Spring Blossoms. As expected, he found Callum there, happily busy with his tasks.

“Brother, what brings you here?” Callum smiled and stepped forward as he noticed Zachary’s car parked outside. He still held a flowerpot in his right hand and was watering the plants.

Camryn was at the cash register. Hearing Callum’s shout, she got up, walked around, and stepped outside.

“Wife, you can sit down. I’ll greet him,” Callum said, quickly returning to Camryn’s side to support her, worried that she might fall.

Camryn playfully retorted, “Who is your wife? We aren’t married yet.”

Callum responded cheekily, “We’re engaged, so we’ll marry eventually, and you will be my wife sooner or later. I’m just practicing now, so you can get used to it. When we are married, I’ll call you ‘my wife,’ and you’ll call me ‘husband.’ It’s simple—you’ll be accustomed to it.”

Camryn was left speechless.

Despite her protests, Callum continued to call her “wife” every day since their engagement. When they were alone, she allowed it, but felt embarrassed when others were around.

“Brother, are you buying flowers for sister-in-law?” Camryn asked, noticing only Zachary’s steady footsteps and not hearing Serenity’s voice.

Zachary replied softly, “Your sister-in-law isn’t home. If I bring her flowers now, they will wilt by the time she returns. It’s actually Duncan who wants to buy a bunch of flowers.”