"Whoosh~" Yusuf Zuck approached Karson Schwartz like a gust of wind, and with a sweeping motion, he drew the bath towel into his hand. Then, from behind her, pressing against her body, he carefully wrapped her back up.
Karson Schwartz's body trembled ever so slightly, and to be honest, at this very moment, she mustered the greatest courage of her life, but still... still...
Yusuf whispered into her ear, "In our homeland, there's a grand celebration called the wedding chamber lit with bridal candles. I, Yusuf Zuck, admit that I fancy you, but I can't just have you so casually. If I am to have you, I must formally wed you, ensuring everyone blesses us, and only then does the wedding chamber lit with bridal candles truly happen. I do not wish to make you nameless and without status, nor do I want you to bear stigma or others' suspicions."
