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"W-what am I looking at?"

Jill approached the main door upon seeing Aland and Shannon, along with one other person, Pete. She, who was still using a wheelchair as an aid as her ankle was still painful, trudged over while making a dirty cotton swab from her grasp.

"Why is he here? Should I also accommodate one more person who will trouble me half to death? Do you think this is a shelter for the homeless?"

Aland approached and knelt down to align himself so he could have a heart-to-heart talk with his mother-in-law. Unfortunately, Jill was reluctant to be approached by him.

Yes, in just an instant, Jill backed her wheelchair away from Aland's reach. Her eyes stared intently as if she was ready to challenge anyone without fear of an opponent.

Aland looked down slowly before finally glancing at Pete, who was trying to stand up straight, even though he had to be helped by Shannon, who held Pete's old arm to keep him from falling unconscious. O
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