Vivienne frowned, a gut feeling telling her that something serious must have happened for Flynn to speak up like this.

"Why do you want me to leave?" she countered.

"Flynn, can you tell me what's bothering you?"

When Flynn remained silent, Vivienne stepped forward to check his wrist.

As expected, Flynn dodged in a panic, his voice trembling almost to tears, "You can't touch me, you'll get sick like I did."

Vivienne's eyes narrowed, following up on his words, "What kind of sickness?"

"Is someone bullying you, or did they put something on you?"

"Tell me, so I can help you."

But he was just a kid and couldn't hold back any longer, bursting into tears, his little hands pointing all over his body, "Here, here, it's all dirty and it hurts."

Dirty?

Vivienne tried to make out any clues from Flynn's face, but the room was too dim to see anything clearly.

Before her fingers even reached the light switch, the crying from the corner abruptly stopped.

He must have passed out from being overly emotional.

Pulling back the curtains, Vivienne quickly checked Flynn's condition, making sure he was just unconscious before calling Thomas.

Whatever was troubling Flynn, she was still unsure.

for a full check-up was the best

the sight of Leopold lounging in the living room, munching on pizza. Caught off guard

luck" to Leopold, Thomas

and pushing the door

we need to

could bend down, Vivienne stopped him, "Wait, wrap him in a

his own coat, wrapped the child in

her face turning pale at the sight, immediately

at her calmly, "Flynn's in a

the hospital,

chilled over,

their child's wellbeing over refusing medical

hospitals, being in a strange place would only worsen his state." "He'll be fine," Vivienne

take him without my consent? I said no, and that's final!" "And what if I insist?"

be a healer, but at the first sign of trouble, you're rushing Flynn to the hospital. How do I know you're not the reason he's unconscious? I demand an explanation." Vivienne met her gaze, her eyes

taken aback, unable

forward, Vivienne's expression was stern, "You're his mother. Tell me, what's making him loathe his own body to the extent that he

how would I know what's

Vivienne signaled Thomas

the child and headed out, Delilah panicking but not daring

warning you, put my child down, or

fingers ready to act,

going

insisting on taking him to the hospital. They're

is critical. If we don't get him to the hospital, his

alarmed at the mention of a life-threatening situation, "Then you should hurry, don't

Delilah bit her lip, turning to Cordelia with tears, "Sis, I'm your sister.

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