Sunny’s lips twitched. “Who says you’re her husband? Jeff told me you two don’t even have a marriage certificate. Without that, what kind of husband are you?”

Elliana blinked, surprised. “When did you meet Jeff?” she asked. Sunny had only just returned to Ublento last night—how could he have met Jeff already?

As if summoned by name, Jeff appeared in the doorway, his face stormy as thunder. He glared at Sunny with open hostility. Ignoring Jeff completely, Sunny flashed Elliana a bright grin. “We met outside! That little bald guy’s all bark and no bite. He lost our argument and started crying. Ha-ha!”

Jeff’s face turned red. “What do you mean, I lost?” he shouted, planting his fists on his hips. “You weren’t even making sense!”

Sunny shrugged, a sly grin on his face. “Who says you need sense to win an argument?”

“You…” Jeff spluttered, his voice trembling with anger.

Elliana, completely lost, turned to Paulina for an explanation.

Paulina leaned closer and whispered the whole story.

This morning, when the rain stopped, Jeff had rushed to the hospital to see Elliana. Right outside her hospital room, he had bumped into Sunny.

Being kids, they had hit it off quickly—chatting, laughing, even playing for a bit. But it had all gone downhill when Sunny proudly announced that he would marry Elliana someday. That one line had sent Jeff’s temper spiraling. Jeff had started nitpicking everything Sunny said or did, and soon, the two had started arguing like cats and dogs.

Jeff, the notorious little rascal of the Evans family, had a fiery streak. He had jumped straight into the quarrel, yelling at the top of his lungs.

Sunny, on the other hand, had stayed cool as ice. No matter how loud Jeff got, he didn’t even blink.

“You’re just a little brat with big dreams!” Jeff had shouted.

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“You’re an idiot,” Sunny had replied flatly.

“You’re as weak as a baby bird! I could crush you with one hand!”

“You’re an idiot.”

“Can’t you tell you’re out of your league? A shrimp like you dares challenge me?”

“You’re an idiot.”

Jeff’s face had turned crimson with fury. “Stop calling me that! I’m warning you, I’m about to lose it!”

“You’re an idiot.”

“I dare you to say it one more time! Just say it and see what happens!” Jeff had roared.

“You’re an idiot.”

And on it had gone—Jeff shouting himself hoarse while Sunny stayed calm and collected, as if the chaos around him didn’t exist.

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