Chapter 661

That evening, Emeric checked into the Ashbourne Group’s hospital in Skyrim.

Evadne and Thaddeus had just brought Emeric in when Cassius and Chasel were already there, anxiously waiting.

Despite not having seen him for several days, Evadne could clearly tell that Chasel had lost a lot of weight, his complexion pallid as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

There was no time for pleasantries; as soon as the medical staff wheeled Emeric into the examination room, Chasel quickly followed.

Before stepping through the door, he turned back for a deep look at Cassius, lips slightly moving as he mouthed silently the words: “I’ve got this.”

With the door’s closure, everyone’s hearts sank heavily.

Cassius watched the door intently, feeling a stifling breath, his heart twisting with worry.

Not only was he concerned for his father’s health, but also for Chasel’s.

Chasel had mentioned earlier that morning that his back wound was still causing him pain. Cassius had wanted him to rest more, but upon hearing that the Ashbourne family was in trouble, Chasel sprang up as if revitalized, insisting on returning to Skyrim.

On the way back, Cassius gripped the steering wheel with one hand, while the other was playfully toyed with by Chasel, who pinched and rubbed it as if he couldn’t get enough.

“You’re barely recovered, and now you’re already taking on intense work. You’ll wear yourself out.”

“I’m a grown man. I’m not fragile as you think. Don’t worry.”

Chasel often reminded Cassius of his masculinity, as if fearing that Cassius was merely enchanted by his pretty face and might one day regret their intimacy or, worse, grow cold toward him like he had once before–a thought Chasel couldn’t bear.

“I know you’re a man,” Cassius said, his voice rough, eyes on the road. “I’ve never been more aware of what I’m doing than I was that night with you.”

Chasel gazed at Cassius‘ handsome profile, with unguarded desire.

In the next second, he leaned over to plant a kiss filled with longing on the man’s cheek.

swirled with emotion, as he

of finding another doctor. You can

word “Dad” rolled off his tongue bold and

his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, warmth flowing straight

to bring Chasel over from the Bright family?” Evadne’s curiosity was

of guilt flood

that night, waiting for what felt

ultimately, he left.

to his room, and he was looking out from his window when

that his injuries weren’t just bruises from sticks but also included several scrapes and

it must have taken for Chasel, trapped in the house, to fight his way out to come

day.” Cassius murmured in a voice filled

Evadne hadn’t caught his words.

have a question for you!

intense, “If one day, you found out I did many things beyond your understanding, things you absolutely couldn’t accept. If you discovered, I’m not as good as you imagined, but rather I am someone who couldn’t even be considered a good person in a conventional sense. Evadne, would you hate me for deceiving you?”

eyes widened in shock.

She had never thought about it, much less imagined her brother would ask her

what’s going on. Don’t scare me

his expression somber.

be my big brother. I don’t want to hate

Cassius‘ downtrodden words, Evadne’s emotions hard to contain, her voice choking up, “No matter what

“You silly girl.”

smile and affectionately ruffled her

other time, he might have been boiling with jealousy. But now, his attention was

Cassius had always been a man shrouded in mystery. That sentiment grew stronger

the clamor of hurried footsteps approached.

“Evadne! Cassius!”

to look in unison, surprised.

you all

with Arnold, Aaron, Nydia, and even Bennett from distant Azeroth City,

almost a full mobilization!

to their feet, exchanging

the family. How had everyone found out?

pressed his lips

position, Jareth would have ridiculed

condition worsen to this

breathing uneven. “Why did he have

how did you know that?” Evadne was

of alarm, a flash of coldness crossing his eyes.

unbidden across

calamity, and that I, Emeric’s son,

utterly shocked.

I know you didn’t want us to worry,

not letting us know about Dad’s health firsthand, is that fair? Do you really not want us to worry, or do you not trust us, your brothers, to share the family’s

sorrow building in his heart.

can’t talk to our brother like that, that’s too much!” Bennett stepped in, knowing Arnold was hot–headed, and tried to pull him back.

how can you question him?”

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