Love's freedom was crucial.

She would give her blessing as long as her daughter's suitor was decent.

Grinning, Forrest nodded in affirmation.

The woman disclosed, "My daughter can be quite temperamental."

"I have a patient nature and can endure her moods, Forrest hastily retorted.

The woman smiled, stating, "My daughter is an adult now, we can't decide for her. It's up to her whether she takes to you or not.”

Forrest agreed, asserting confidently, "I am a good man. She's bound to like me."

His confidence amused the woman.

"My daughter is more complex than you imagine."

She then stood up to clear the dishes.

"There are many scenic places you can visit. Feel free to explore.”

“Thank you for your generosity." Forrest got up and exited.

He spotted Annot perched on the stone platform at the door.

He approached her.

“Hi there." He stepped back.

“How about we get to know each other again?"

Annot glared at him, her eyes sparkling with chilliness and scorn.

“Have you lost your mind?"

Forrest wrinkled his brow.

"Why would you say so?"