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.

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

He barged in, only to stop short at the sight of Leopold lounging in the living

"good luck" to Leopold, Thomas strode

the door open, he

inside, "Thomas, we need to take Flynn to

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

thought, Thomas took off his own coat, wrapped the child in

her face turning pale at the sight, immediately stepping in front,

in a bad

the hospital, Delilah's concern deepened,

chilled

their child's

hates hospitals, being in a strange place would only worsen his

desperation, pointed at Vivienne, "Who are you to take him without my consent? I said no, and that's final!"

you are?" "Claiming to be a healer, but at the first sign of trouble, you're rushing Flynn to the hospital. How do I know

was taken aback,

his mother. Tell me, what's making him loathe his own body

how would I know what's

signaled Thomas with

child and headed out, Delilah

only block the door, "I'm warning you, put my child down, or I'm calling the

frosty, her fingers ready to act, when Cordelia's voice came from

going on

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

Flynn's condition is critical. If we

alarmed at the mention of a life-threatening situation, "Then

to Cordelia with tears, "Sis, I'm

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