I'll Make Her My Wife

Later that evening, Harry returned back to the mansion and was surprised to see that Debby was back as well. He had thought that Debby would go against his instruction and stay back at her parent’s place, but she had chosen to be obedient to his instructions.

“Welcome back.” Debby said, embracing Harry in a hug. He stood still while Debby’s whole body wrapped around him.

“You need to cheer up sometimes, Harry, having this stiff face would make you look and grow old eventually.” Harry’s mind was bugged with things other than a simple countenance and Debby observed it as well.

“What is the problem?” Debby asked, as she watched Harry walk to the couch and slump down on it, with no words yet from him.

“Harry, what is the problem.” Debby enquired as she walked up to take her seat by his side, while he stared into space.

Debby remained in that position for a while, till she heard him sigh and spoke out eventually. “Your father has been librated” Debby looked up at Harry and was curious to