After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1340

Chapter 1340: Garan Awakens

He opened his eyes to see very familiar green eyes. They were not smiling though. Rather, they were red with held-back tears.

His arm moved to touch her, his heart hurting seeing her like this.

"...wife..." he said, heartbroken, and his voice came out raspy and tired.

Althea’s head whipped up, her eyes widening at the sound of his voice.

Emerald eyes fixed on him. When she confirmed she wasn’t seeing this, she finally burst into tears. "Husband!! Wuuuu—"

Althea, who had been struggling to hold on to her composure, completely let go. She embraced him tightly, and he comforted her the best he could despite his still body.

He lifted his eyes to see that there were quite a few others there. There was Ansel, Oslo, Hoffen, and a few others.

"How do you feel?" Hoffen asked, stepping forward. There was a light of inquiry in his eyes though, and it almost overcame the relief and concern.

Althea didn’t know her master was entering mad scientist mode again, she just wanted to know what in the world was going on!

"Is everything alright? What happened? Everyone has been so worried!" she sobbed.

"I... I’m not quite sure," was all he could say. It wasn’t a lie.

He tried to recall that he had dreamed about but they were all quite vague. The only ones he remembered were the ones with Althea as a baby.

His eyes flickered as he looked at the woman embracing him in desperation. His sinewy arms held on to her back with similar desperation and he hadn’t even noticed.

Although the memory was vague, one thing was clear: They had an even deeper history than he thought.

For many years after that, he was not aware of what the word bethrothed truly meant. He couldn’t even pinpoint exactly when his feelings for her turned romantic.

It did change at some point, after growing together for so many years. However, the change felt organic and sequential, and it felt like it was bound to happen.

He just knew he cared for Althea and would do anything for her. It had always been a part of him to be with her, whether physically or in spirit.

He took a deep breath and hugged her tighter.

Regardless of their history, what mattered now was that they were—and always would be—together. He didn’t care about anything else.

....

Now that the precious Elder was okay, everyone heaved a deep breath of relief. _{freewebnøvel.com}

After a series of tests in the hospital, they determined that Garan’s stats were all normal. Even that weird streak on his head had disappeared.

Althea thanked everyone for their concern and asked them to adjourn. They left the couple so they could get back to the villa to rest, some heading out to work while the others also going to their respective homes to rest.

There were a lot of things to clean up post-war, and although these things had been in process, they’d definitely be expedited if some of the key personnel—who had been too worried for Garan to work—were there.

By then, the makeshift clinic had already been dismantled and the bunker area was once again left alone. She held her husband’s arms as they opened the bunkers.

As they walked to the doors though, Garan couldn’t help but look at the destruction around. Out of all the parks, this one was obliterated, and most of it was because of his ability.

He wondered if he could always control it. If he couldn’t, would it cause more damage to what his wife had built? She personally handled the parks and their arrangements, and when she talked about it, she’d be so excited.

As a husband, he felt ashamed.

Beside him, Althea felt him tense up, and she turned to him in concern. "Do you feel ill?"

She sighed in the end, sending him an understanding smile. "Alterra is what we built, along with thousands of others.

"WaaaaaAAAAAaaa!!!"

"WUUUUUUUU—!! wwwwwuuuuuu"

"MAAAMAAAA! DAAADAAAA!! WWwuuuuuuuu!!"

"Waaaahhhh!!!"