Dorothy was at her wits' end. She couldn't exactly drag Felicity to the hospital for a check-up, could she?

So, after much deliberation, Everett came up with an idea. They'd invite a renowned gynecologist to Anglonia first.

Then, they'd pretend to seek medical advice and, given Felicity's current ill health, suggest a consultation for her as well.

At least this way, they could confirm their suspicions!

If it turned out to be infertility, everything would make sense.

As for the rest...

They could leave it to their son to handle.

After all, meddling too much in the younger generation's affairs might not always be beneficial.

...

Felicity had been holding on for a while, but once the medication wore off, her fever spiked again.

With people around, she didn't want to draw attention or cause worry. So, she thought of sneaking to the dining table to grab the fever reducer Calvin had recently bought, while the living room was empty. But just as she approached the table, she looked up to find Miles tidying up the kitchen!

The atmosphere suddenly turned indescribable.

Awkward?

Or maybe, just uncomfortable.

Felicity had been

of them, the unpleasantness of their

Langston had

time he had let go

aware that Miles was making a last-ditch effort, had

no contact since then, as if they were strangers, meeting again after several months naturally left her feeling out of sorts, awkwardly shuffling her

I'd help clean up a bit." Miles's voice was soft and

the sound of it conveyed a sense of

grabbed the medicine, and

out to her

her and, without Song strides, he quickly for a reaction, reachedel

"You have a fever."

be pulled back by his firm grip, "Why are

despite his genteel appearance and manner,

seen

Felicity nodded obediently, "Yeah."

a fever isn't

guiding her back to her foom, and then made

her bedside, handing her the medicine and a glass

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