I transmigrated and got a husband and a son!

"Boss, are you insane?" Gray hissed, sitting on the seat across from Heaven in the building’s cafeteria. "How can you just go off on your own like that? You could’ve at least told us what you’re up to instead of worrying us like that."

Heaven chewed her bun slowly, gazing at the youthful-looking bodyguard across from her. "Who told you to worry?"

"Hah!" Gray opened his mouth to rebut, but then was too speechless to speak. "Even with this face, you still have these bad habits of the past. I hope you change — like, very soon!"

"I hope your prayers will be heard one of these days."

The corner of his lips curved down, gazing to his side when Bear joined the long bench. "It’s still not lunch break for you."

"I’m old and as you grow older, you find your appetite growing." Bear placed down his tray, glancing at the bun Heaven was eating. "Good?"

"Mhm."

"Oy, Bear. Don’t act as if you weren’t worried just now." Gray scrunched up his face at Bear’s hypocrisy. "Scold her like you mean it!"

"I was worried, but now that I know she’s alright. There’s no point in dwelling on it."