Too Late

"Honey, what's going on? Why did that girl call you 'Ely'?" Reever asked as soon as he walked into the kitchen.

"Argghh!" Lisa started pacing back and forth with a lot of worries written on her face. 

"Honey, can you answer me please," Reever asked.

"This is troublesome. Very troublesome," Lisa said. "If my family find out I'm alive, they will come back for me. No, I don't want to go back there. I left everything behind already."

"Are you… from a noble family?" Reever asked. "Did I marry a noble girl?"

"What? There's no time to be thinking about that. You have bigger problems now," the girl said.

Reever took that as a 'yes'. "Oh lord, I married into a noble family," he said with a stunned expression. "Haha, Father, Mother! Look at how well your child is doing."

Lisa looked back with an annoyed expression. 

"Lisa, tell me. Which family are you from? Howard? Manners? Russels?" Reever asked. "What's your surname?"