After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 411

The abrupt thought was so sudden that the food she was chewing entered the wrong pipe, causing her to cough violently.

"Wife! Are you alright?!" Garan exclaimed and immediately rubbed her back. He took out an earthenware bottle of water he had in space, carefully guiding her to drink.

When she was still coughing he paled and yelled at Betty. "Heal her right now!!!"

Innocent Betty, who was literally just there to buy some medicine, flinched.

"A-Ah, yes!" she uttered, immediately using her ability to help Althea out.

Of course, there was really not much damage for a healer to heal, so the action was mostly for Garan’s peace of mind.

Soon, the bout of coughing halted, and Althea gently patted her husband’s arm to calm him down. She smiled apologetically at Betty, who was ashamed of the lord’s humbleness to her and wanted to cry.

She very quickly excused herself to leave the couple be, and Althea turned her head to the husband whose eyebrows furrowed deeply in worry.

"I’m not a porcelain doll, my love," she told him, which made him pout.

It was adorable and Althea softened, and she patted his cheek. Garan was about to lean down but Althea covered his mouth, stopping the excessive PDA.

Nearby, Veronica and the others were privy to the whole thing. They saw everything from the feeding to the gentle back rub to the almost kiss!

So this was the famous Althea! She was indeed beautiful. But… what the heck was that… thing?!

Veronica’s eyes twitched seeing the cold murderous guy they knew now pouting like a baby.

She cringed. So much.

"That’s a twin, right?!" She said, aghast. "That can’t possibly be him, right?!"

"..."

Cassandra just gaped while Juni giggled. "Well, that man is indeed the paragon of ’wife slave’."

Wife slave… sounded too apt, right?

However, jokes aside, they—especially the Aborigine women—had never seen a man so caring and humble, let alone such an impressive man.

They had only seen one get close—Oslo’s parents—but that had a lot to do with Mr. Gold’s extremely timid personality and Mrs. Gold very fiery one.

This was Garan, a strong man who could defeat fighters higher leveled than him! There was no way he was meek!

However, no one pointed this out nor did they ask.

The two parties just nodded at each other in greeting when their eyes met, but no words were exchanged.

Who told Garan to act like a baby and then turn scary at the same time!

How dare they interrupt the family date with their inquiries?

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When the couple had disappeared from view, the trio safely entered the pharmacy to see what was available for purchase.

They saw the person behind the counter talking to a pretty woman with a small stature. She was giving directions to a young lad much taller than she was, obviously in a superior position to this work setting.

There was a line of about five people in the queue, but the service was good, the product selection wasn’t too much, and the waiting time wasn’t very long.