"But are you and President Lewis fully reconciling now?"
Hope Williams smiled gently and nodded her head.
"Wow!" Aria Richardson couldn't help but clap her hands, "When are you getting remarried? Since you didn't have a wedding before, President Lewis must be planning a grand one for the remarriage, right? Otherwise, I, as your mother's family, wouldn't agree."
Hope Williams smiled lightly, "There's no rush between us."
The children are already so big, Hope Williams felt there was no need for all the wedding fuss since he hadn't even proposed yet, so a remarriage seemed far off.
"That's you not rushing, but that doesn't mean President Lewis isn't in a hurry. I think he's desperate," Aria Richardson said, laughing out loud, "otherwise, he wouldn't have insisted on being intimate with you while you were still injured, resulting in you ending up here in the hospital."