Pedro watched as Holden walked away before returning to the inpatient ward.

Kathryn was sitting on the hospital bed, phone mirobas in hand, discussing work with Liberty.

Even though she was hospitalized, she remained updated on company affairs. Liberty didn't actually need to consult her on most matters, but she did anyway- Kathryn was still the vice president of the Farrell Group, and Liberty respected that.

Pedro didn't interrupt. Instead, he silently stepped into the small lounge area, opened the mini fridge, and took out the fruits sent by well-wishers. He washed them, cut them into bite-sized pieces, and placed them on disposable forks before carrying the plate back into the room.

Kathryn had just finished her conversation with Liberty when she saw Pedro approach with the fruit plate.

"Didn't I just eat an apple? Now you're giving me more?" she asked.

If we don't eat it, it'll go bad. We should finish it while it's still

his dark eyes scanning her face with

Kathryn retorted, picking up a piece of fruit with a fork. "How could I? You feed me like a pig every day! All I do is take medicine, get injections, and eat. Meals, pastries, fruit-you name it. I barely even get out of bed. And when I do, you get all nervous. The worst injury I have is

a

I'll make sure you replenish your strength. You've been working so hard-just take this time to rest." Kathryn

left. I talked to him about elderly care, and he finally calmed down. I think

down, yet he still causes trouble. He's

love into her, convinced that if she took over the family, his own status would rise. She was filial, at least in his

firstborn who carried the Janzen name. Holden cherished Marco almost

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