âShe owes you that much.
If sheâs upset, itâs on her.
At worst, I make sure a doctorâs on standby.
â
Maggie couldnât suppress a laugh upon hearing this.
She felt a bit of tension dissipate from her body.
âIâm not looking for a showdown with her.
Sheâs your mom, and Iâll show her respect for your sake.
â
Sanfordâs eyes flickered as he absorbed her words.
âIâm working on winning you over, remember? I want her blessing.
â
So that was her game plan? Sanford stole another glance at her, a faint flutter in his chest.
Her voice was soft but laced with resolve.
She had truly transformed, steadily advancing towards her objectives.
The woman he admired couldnât be feeble.
Sanford smiled and Lightly pressed his lips to her hand.
âMaggie, you better brace yourself.
My mom is as stubborn as they come.
She wonât budge easily.
She might even be tough on you.
â
Maggie squeezed his hand in return, beaming at him.
âThatâs fine.
Iâve got you in my corner, right?â
Sanford arched an eyebrow.
âYou picked your ally wisely.
â
âYou donât approve?â
âLetâs see what youâre made of.
â
Sanford lightly grazed her palm, his tone tinged with significance.
Maggieâs cheeks flushed, and she hastily withdrew her hand.
âJust keep your eyes on the road.
â
Sanford chuckled softly and ceased his teasing, opting for some soft music instead.
âTake a breather.
Weâve still got a ways to go before we hit Wragos.
â
Maggie nodded.
âSure, if youâre feeling weary, I can take over the wheel.
â
Sanford gave her a sidelong look.
âYou think I look beat?â
He hadnât blown off steam yet.
Energy still crackled within him.