"Are you certain you're prepared to return to work?" inquired my father-in-law to Ivan.
During our breakfast, we recounted an early morning when we strolled through the village's nearby park.
"Yes, Dad. I'm confident that I'm ready to get back to work. I'm fine, thanks to my wife excelled in looking after me," Ivan replied.
His family observed us with curious gazes. I exchanged a smile with Ivan, and he spontaneously gave me a kiss, causing my cheeks to flush with warmth. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, I couldn't bring myself to meet the gaze of his parents and siblings.
"We're delighted that you've chosen to reconcile with Myla instead of-"
Ivan's sister was unable to complete her sentence as their father cleared his throat. He offered a smile and changed the subject.
"We're deligh
