I Was Told to Be Generous, so I Gave Her Up
At the farewell banquet hosted for my wife, Lorraine Ford, who will be getting assigned into a military unit soon, Lieutenant Chester Johnson speaks up in a sarcastic manner.
"You really are generous, Hunter. Commander Ford has already given away your transfer slot in the military to her stepbrother, and yet you're still throwing this banquet for her."
I find his words ridiculous, to say the least.
"That's impossible! My wife hates pulling strings to make things easier! In the past, she didn't even give me the youth transfer slot even though she had one!"
Chester sounds more enthusiastic now.
"I've personally read the approval report. Commander Ford has already listed Rowan Langley under the family column! Don't you know that she has already taken him in as her younger stepbrother?"
I feel as though lightning has struck me on the spot. Then, I turn to look at my parents and Lorraine, who look quite guilty.
My parents quickly grab me by the hand.
"Rowan comes from a poor background, not to mention he's a widower, too. If he continues staying in this village, he'll be the subject of everyone's gossip for the rest of his life.
"Hunter, you're Lorraine's actual husband, so you must be more gracious toward him."
At that moment, I feel sharp pain coming from my heart.
Fine. I'll be gracious, as per their request. This time, I'll personally give Lorraine away to her beloved Rowan.