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.

to be safe, taking him to the hospital for a full check-up was

Vivienne's 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 slice

said "good luck" to Leopold,

door open, he announced,

inside, "Thomas, we need

but before he could bend down, Vivienne stopped him, "Wait, wrap him in

took off his own coat, wrapped

sight, immediately stepping

her calmly, "Flynn's in a

the mention of the hospital, Delilah's concern deepened, "He

chilled over,

prioritize their

in a strange

are you to take him without my consent? I said no, and

healer, but at the first sign of trouble, you're rushing Flynn to the hospital. How do I know

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

how would I know what's

signaled Thomas with

child and headed out, Delilah panicking but not daring to confront

you, put my

frosty, her fingers ready to act, when

going

"Sis, make them put Flynn down. He can't handle this stress, and they're insisting on taking him to the hospital. They're putting his life at risk!" Cordelia,

is critical. If we don't

the mention of a life-threatening

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

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