After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 959

Chapter 959: A Little Drama

At this time, the subject of someone’s wishful thinking was massaging his wife’s feet.

The couple was now sitting in the living room, with Winona lounging on the sofa with her feet on Ansel’s thighs. The others were out—with the Althea and Garan heading to the Woodworkers to customize a cruiser for each of the babies—so Ansel and Winona were the only ones in Villa #1.

“That tickles…” she giggled, before giving Ansel a look. “You know, my stomach isn’t even big yet,” she said. Meaning to say, her feet weren’t sore just yet.

“The doctor said this is good, and I listen to the doctor.”

Then he pressed a sensitive spot that enticed a moan and his eyes darkened. His hand started massaging northwards to her ankles… and then her thighs…

Winona gasped, her face turning red. “H-Hey!”

“It seems like you need a massage elsewhere,” he said, appearing very serious and Winona could only watch as she was carried back to their room—not to go out again until dusk.

…

Eventually, some team members did arrive back in the villa area. For example, Harold and Sheila. Sheila had a conjugal house with Eagle, but earlier that day, the soldier left to do the standard rounds around their region.

Eagle was assigned to the Caravan Team heading towards Belluga, so she would be alone for the next few days so the team invited her to have dinner here.

The doorbell rang while Harold was cooking, so it was Sheila who checked who the visitor was.

She did not expect to find a pretty girl, albeit a little thin and wan, staring at the gate of the Team Villas. “Is there anything I can help you with?”

The girl flinched and looked at her. “I… I’m looking for Ansel,” she said, though her eyes were a little red.

“I’m not sure if he’s inside. May I have your name?”

“Hana,” she said. “It’s Hana.”

Sheila nodded. “If you can wait…”

The girl nodded and watched her open the gates. Before she headed in though, the other girl stopped her. “Wait!” she said, her voice becoming quieter. “Uhm.. is it true?”

Sheila looked confused.

“Is Ansel really married?”

At this point, even the dense Sheila finally recognized what kind of visitor this was. “Yes. Happily so.”

“I see…” the girl said though Sheila wasn’t sure what she was thinking. Especially not when she raised her head and met her eyes. “Please let me talk to him.”

Sheila nodded, though much more reluctantly this time.

She closed the gate and entered the main villa to see Harold already setting up the table. He saw her troubled face and smiled teasingly.

“Do you miss your husband already?”

Sheila blushed. “HAROLD!”

Then she looked around, wanting to change the topic back. “Is Ansel here?”

“I think so,” Harold said, head pointing at the door. “With his wife.”

“Oh,” Sheila said, heading out.

“Where are you going?”

“Ansel has a visitor, but if he’s busy—”

It was around here that the door opened, revealing a very nourished couple. The two froze when they realized there were two people staring straight at their door.

“…”

“…”

“W-What is it?” Ansel asked, couldn’t help but feel that they got caught again. But then he remembered they were married now so this was perfectly proper.

At the thought, his chest puffed up and he lifted his chin. “What… are you staring at?” he asked, a bit arrogantly, and it earned him a light slap at the back of his head, courtesy of his well-nourished wife.

Sheila wondered if she should tell them.

Would the nice atmosphere be affected?

“Uhm… someone’s looking for you, Ansel,” she said. “Her name is Hana.”

“Hana?”

“It’s one of your exes,” Winona said with greeted teeth. Ansel blinked and looked at her. Instead of looking guilty though, he grinned.

“Have you been following my life even before?”

She punched him lightly, though not without a blush on her face. “I remember her because she was with you at that time!”

She was referring to the time she was being harassed by her ex. Ansel happened to be there and saved her. He was with his then-girlfriend at the time, a pretty narrow-eyed girl with porcelain skin named Hana.

But looking at how reluctant Sheila was, Winona knew this visit wasn’t as platonic as she’d like.

However, she was never the type to back down. Rather, she’d rather confront the issue early on so they could all move on.

“Invite her in.”

…

Hana entered the home and looked around, her eyes filled with wonder and envy.

The gardens, the pond, the swings, and the lovely home… they were all so beautiful.

Ansel lived like this in such a chaotic world. When she was struggling for a bite to eat or get a drop of water to sip… he was living like this.

She was envious as she was glad. She was glad he lived well, and was glad that she could also live like this if everything went well.

She had heard Ansel was an important Elder here. Not to mention, his sister, Miss Althea, was one of the richest people in the territory. It was no wonder they had a great home.

But she heard his wife was a researcher, which was also a highly-regarded profession, even in this place.

Meanwhile, she…

She shook her head of the insecurities.

No, he was so powerful, what could that woman do if he wanted to be with her instead?

She was so happy when they were together. He also smiled and laughed a lot… so he must’ve treasured those memories as much as she had, right?

In any case, Hana entered the living room with mixed expectations. The house was well-decorated, but she didn’t have the mind to admire the interiors when she saw Ansel—as handsome as ever—sitting closely next to a beautiful curvaceous blonde.

Hana had to stop the urge to look down at her own chest to compare.

She bit her lips. “Ansel…” She said, voice so soft and gentle. It irked Winona very much. It wasn’t helping that she was hormonal.

However, she still knew not to overreact lest she appeared insecure. This would not only make the other woman happy, but also think she would have a chance with Ansel.

Things like this—must be nipped in the bud!