Betrothal Presents

"Huh, Valentina, can you imagine that William, such a mature man, even has a game room in his house? Is it newly installed? Did he set it up for you? It's quite obvious, with all these latest models. "Huh, these devices, and such a big screen, William is indeed an impressive man. Hurry up, Valentina, let's play a few rounds." "Sweetheart, here's some fruit." The robot holding a plate of fruit and mimicking William's voice was so diligent in its service. Upon hearing the voice, Gabriel's hair stands on end. The word 'sweetheart' chills him to the core, there's no sweetness, only horror. Watching the ever-obliging robot calling 'sweetheart' repeatedly, Gabriel felt so uneasy he couldn't even sit still. Valentina asked, "Is your hemorrhoid acting up?" "No... Valentina, can you send this thing away? Its voice... I keep feeling like the real William is watching me. That's completely thrown off my game, I can't even move right." "If you're bad, just admit it. Stop making excuses." "You would