Outside, Vivienne wasn't eavesdropping on the conversation; she just happened upon it quite by chance.

Who would have thought that Maddox, the proverbial prodigal son, would be so out of his depth in front of Willa?

Their chat was all kinds of odd.

Peering through the glass, Vivienne observed Willa.

Willa seemed oblivious to matters of the heart as if she had no clue what feelings really were.

Toward Jasper, it wasn't kinship but a gratitude that had to be repaid.

Toward Maddox, there was a vague sense of romance, yet she could not fully comprehend it.

She wasn't obsessed with being the Perez heiress like Diana, nor did she harbor an unswerving affection for someone like Vivienne did for Percival.

Even the most obtuse wouldn't be this clueless, right?

"What are you thinking about?"

Behind her, Percival suddenly appeared, carrying a box of strawberry cheesecake.

Vivienne turned and leaned half against him, gesturing lazily toward the hospital room. "They're playing lovey-dovey in front of my mom."

Percival wrapped one arm around Vivienne's waist and sat down, planting her securely on his lap.

"No, they haven't fallen for each other yet. There's no lovey."

Vivienne chuckled. "If Uncle Maddox heard you say that, he would hold a grudge."

Vivienne's shoulder, threading his hands around her waist to

hands, pale and slender, stood out starkly

lifted slightly, reflecting his refined profile. "Mr.

denying it. Vivienne always had a

a piece of the cheesecake and offered it to her lips. "It's alright; today, I moved Flynn, and he asked

take the bite he offered. Instead, she took his wrist and guided the cake to his

Percival's neck, enveloping him in her

I'm sharing my strawberry cheesecake with

was taken aback for a

cheesecake, how

pecked Vivienne's lips, a fleeting touch that didn't cross boundaries. Some kisses

and caught this tender moment.

of cuddles and endearments. What a cruel twist of fate! Vivienne remained seated on Percival's lap, nibbling on the cheesecake he fed her, and asked, "Uncle Maddox, was Aunt Willa always like this, even as a

to attention. "Like

quite understanding affection, whether it's

much time

her own approach to people. It seemed she didn't know how

a moment, then said, "You know, now that you mention it, Willa was much worse

nearly retreating entirely into Percival's embrace without realizing it. "What? How

her sit properly. "You, stop pawing at my niece in front of

shrugged. "Alright, Uncle Maddox. Next time, I'll tell Grandpa that you won't let

of context; that's

the topic. "Uncle

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