Karl hurried after her, still pouting. "But Wife, it's fate! Look at us—we're sitting together, eating together, laughing together—"
"—and now leaving together," Ruby cut in, not slowing down.
Karl groaned, but the sparkle in his eyes refused to fade. "One day, wife, you'll regret not letting me win free gifts."
Ruby shook her head, though a small smile tugged at her lips as she kept walking.
Ruby had already turned toward the door, but Karl didn't let her leave. With a mischievous grin, he caught her wrist. "Wife, come on! Don't ruin this chance for us!"
Ruby arched a brow at the word but didn't correct him. Instead, she gave him a long sigh. "You're impossible."
Karl tugged her toward the crowd. "Impossible—but lucky! Tonight, we win!"
