"My car is all the way over there," Ethan pointed from afar. "I'll see you at home."
The two drove their own car, so they'll have to go back separately. After Ethan helped Lillie put the things she'd bought in her trunk, he went back to his own and drove it just behind Lillie's until they arrived at Tranquil Villa.
"Don't eat all of them." Lillie lightly glared at her ecstatic senior brother holding the box of desserts above his head.
As soon as they entered the house, Death was there to greet them before snatching the box from her grip—his keen eyes instantly recognizing the brand logo of the pastry shop.
Death absentmindedly nodded, too busy drooling at the delicious cakes.
This irked Ethan and muttered under his breath, "Damn freeloader."
His wife was bullied just to get those. If this shameless punk ate all of it, he'll kick his ass out for sure.
"You didn't have anything to do?" Lillie asked him.