"I don't exactly know what condition you have; I only know you have one. Anyhow, you should get it treated before it gets worse, " advised Zayn.
"It's already been taken care of, " blurted Derila.
With both her eyebrows raised, Carla was surprised to hear that. "Really? That was fast."
"It's not that big of a deal, really, " replied Derila as she looked somewhat embarrassingly at her husband.
"Then you guys should have no problem figuring out the next step. And you don't have to worry about me. Daemon was right; I'm fine. I'll go get treated in Erihal as soon as I'm done dealing with the matters on hand."
"But… But I don't want to go back to Erihal, " objected Derila anxiously.
"I'm going to leave that discussion to you and your husband because I want no part of it. Just let me know where you'll be, and I'll go find you." Zayn wanted to stay out of trouble.
With that, Zayn was ready to leave the couple alone, so Carla helped push his wheelchair.
"Hold it right there, Zayn!" commanded Derila before rushing over to stop the man. "Have you forgotten what you promised me? You said that if I helped you, you'd stop that rogue from taking me away."
Daemon and Carla immediately shifted their attention to Zayn when they heard those words.
"Oh, right! Almost forgot about that, " responded Zayn, slapping his forehead.
"You j_rk!" cursed Derila.
The man then turned his wheelchair around to face Daemon. "You know, nothing good ever comes out of—"
"I don't care. I do whatever I want, " interrupted Daemon, refusing to hear what Zayn had to say.
Unsure of how to proceed, Zayn turned to his wife for help. "Wifey, do you think you can—"
"Why did you make that promise in the first place anyway? What's important is that they get back together as a family. Why did you have to get involved?"
"You're absolutely right, Wifey!" agreed Zayn while nodding fervently.
Derila was utterly baffled when she saw the man's reaction. "What? I thought you said you could handle it?"
"I meant to say that I could handle it if it were up to me. But as you can see, that's not the case. My wife has the final say."
"Are you serious?" Derila got so upset that she was about to explode.
"That's enough. It's time to go home." Daemon was done putting up with the nonsense.
"No! Even if you were to drag me back there, I'll just find some way to escape."
"I'll break both your legs! Let's see how you escape by then, " seethed Daemon.
"Oh, yeah? I'd still have my arms. I'll poison you while you're asleep so that you come begging me for mercy!"
Narrowing her eyes at her husband, Derila tried to look as fierce as possible to show that she meant business.
"Do you seriously think I can't handle you?"
Enraged, Daemon was about to reach out his hands to grab his wife when the girls came running to their mother.
"Mommy! Mommy!"
Derila immediately took the opportunity to cry for help. "Alpha, Beta, Gamma, you have to save me from Daddy! He's bullying me!"
Hence, the girls rushed to attack their father by biting his legs. "Bad Daddy!"
Rubbing his forehead, Daemon felt completely helpless against the children.
"What do you say we learn how to swim, girls?" Carla tried to pry the three off Daemon.
"Why don't you take Derila with you too?" suggested Zayn. "I'd like to talk with Daemon alone."
Carla then looked at Daemon, who did not seem to be against the idea since he let go of Derila.
Before long, Carla, along with Derila and the three kids, were gone.
When the pavilion was finally quiet again, Zayn decided to get straight to the point. "Obviously, you two couldn't figure a way to work things out peacefully, and you can't seem to have her listen to you. So why not consider this?"
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