Alena Wright pursed her lips and smiled softly. "You have taken care of me for so many years. It is nothing to ask you for forgiveness."

Alfred Gray looked at her lovingly. He remembered what Ron Andrews had told him the last time he came back and looked at her mischievously. "Alena, you can be regarded as keeping the clouds open and seeing him now, and the harmony between them is as good as ever. I wanted to see this scene in my dreams and finally, I saw it."

The smile on Alena Wright's face was stiff for a moment. She looked away uncomfortably. "Dad, why are you making fun...