Chapter 416

The word "engagement" struck Richard deeply, and he responded with a resolute "Of course." "But I need to save Angela first," Pearl added, her concern evident as she thought about Angela's illness. "I'm going to the black market in Ancard. Come with me." Richard smiled. "Sure." After their conversation, Pearl went to sleep and she felt someone guarding her while gently touching her face. When she woke up, she felt refreshed and walked down the stairs to a delightful smell of food. "Richard?" Richard peeked out from the kitchen, spotting her as she descended, still looking a bit sleepy. He greeted her with a warm smile. "I'm cooking. It'll be ready soon." Pearl was taken aback by the sight. Richard, in an apron with flour on his face, holding a pan, looked like... a househusband. "Richard, if you need help or if you're being held against your will, blink twice," Pearl teased as she approached him, poking his cheek. "I'm not being held against my will, and I'm perfectly fin