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.

taking him to the hospital for a full check-up was the best course

call. He barged in, only to stop short at the sight of Leopold lounging in the living room, munching on pizza. Caught off guard by Thomas's sudden entrance, Leopold, pizza

that said "good luck"

door open, he

we need to

before he could bend down, Vivienne

own coat, wrapped the child in it, and headed

her face turning pale at the sight, immediately stepping in front, "Where are you

calmly, "Flynn's in a

of the hospital,

eyes chilled over, "Why

person would prioritize their child's

being in a strange place would only worsen his

at Vivienne, "Who are you to take him without my consent? I said no,

of trouble, you're rushing Flynn to the hospital. How do I know you're not the reason

aback, unable to

stern, "You're his mother. Tell me, what's making him loathe his own body to the extent that he can't stand being touched?"

would I know what's wrong with

her, Vivienne signaled Thomas with a

cue, Thomas lifted the child and headed out,

you, put my

ready to act, when Cordelia's voice came from

what's going

pointed at Vivienne, tears in her eyes, "Sis, make them put Flynn down. He can't handle this stress, and they're insisting on taking him to the

If we don't get

of a life-threatening situation, "Then you should hurry, don't waste

her lip, turning to Cordelia with tears,

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