After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 779

Althea smiled as she helped Little Pepper drink her milk. Her hands supported the bottle while the baby’s little hands held onto it. She watched the little girl drink fondly and she couldn’t help but poke the baby’s chubby cheeks a bit.

"Gmghmawmaaa…" her son mumbled next to her. Althea turned to her son who was held by his father. He had let go of his bottle as he reached out to her.

She shook her head and helped him hold it. Little Pepper pouted, about to let go of her bottle.

She chuckled and leaned down, giving the girl a smooch, "You’re a big sister, Pepper," she said, and the girl really didn’t let go of the bottle anymore.

Little Meatballs seemed to understand and also behaved, making everyone smile.

"Awww, my babies are the cutest," she said, giving both infants wet smooches on their chubby faces.

She then turned to look at the two other big babies sitting tensely on the sofas. Their body language reeked of guilt, with their heads looking down and their hands on their knees.

"Why do you look like underaged kids getting caught frolicking by me?"

They didn’t answer.

"You’re adults now," she said, "I understand that you are both very capable of making your own decisions."

"Yes, but…"

They felt guilty regardless. Even if Althea was their peer, she took bigger roles than that in their lives.

For Ansel, though ambiguous, she really was family, and for Winona she was her friend as she was her counsel, also a sister.

"Well… don’t you have anything to say?" Winona asked, and the two looked at her tensely at the question.

It amused her very much.

"Well, if you want to ask for my opinion, I’d like you to get married."

"WHAT?"

"You don’t want to?"

The two awkwardly looked at each other before shifting their sights away.

She still knew Ansel only dated and kissed all those girlfriends of his. The fact that he did the whole deed with Winona meant that she was really, truly, special to him.

Similarly, Winona was a conservative and the reason at least one of her previous boyfriends left her was because she refused to go all the way.

These two… would never be inebriated enough to break the rules they set for themselves without them truly wanting to.

She looked at Harold, "Do we have weddings here?"

"We don’t have a church, but Mathilda did mention more than once that it should be done in some shape or form."

There had maybe been more than one person who had talked to Mathilda about it. They were planning on proposing, but didn’t know the next step so they put it on hold.