Arthur had that "I told you so" look on his face. "See, I knew you'd ask about this, so I went ahead and bought them all. This way, whether it's a boy or a girl, they can wear the clothes their grandpa got them right away." Vivienne pursed her lips, unable to give the clothes another glance, "Nice choices, but let's not do this again."

Arthur was visibly upset now, "Oh, come on! I'm the baby's grandpa. I want to see them wearing what I picked out. It'll be adorable."

Vivienne glanced over the two big boxes of trendy baby clothes, a twitch forming at the corner of her mouth, "The baby won't be wearing these at birth."

Arthur was taken aback, "Then what should they wear?"

Is there a whole science to baby clothes I'm missing?

Vivienne couldn't bother to explain further, her patience wearing thin, "Don't worry about it, Mr. Wolf is on it."

Arthur choked on his words.

He knew it. That kid was always stealing his thunder.

Noticing Arthur's silence, Vivienne looked out the window, "Dad, where's Winston? Didn't you pick him up? Why haven't I seen him around?"

Arthur paused, then remembered, "He should be in the backyard. He was asking about you just now..."

Before Arthur could finish, Vivienne was already on her way to the backyard.

She hadn't walked far when she spotted a small figure crouched on the grass, busily picking little flowers. She approached and called out, "Winston."

Hearing her, Winston turned around swiftly, his face lighting up, "You're here!"

Vivienne nodded.

But she also noticed the flowers he tried to hide behind his back, deciding not to mention it.

Instead, she just ruffled his hair, "It's chilly out here, let's go inside."

Once inside, Vivienne poured a cup of hot chocolate and handed it over.

but there weren't any. So, I got these little ones instead, hoping you'd like them." Vivienne took the flowers, a

her eyes lingered on Winston's slightly reddened

it clear that Winston had spent

the flowers, placing

Winston biting his lip, seemingly eager yet hesitant to

softly asked, "What's on your mind,

face tensed, "Is someone trying to hurt me again? Is that why you picked me up from

shadow passed in her eyes, "Why would you think that? Did someone say something to

head, "No, it just feels similar to what happened before

asked, remembering the harsh words his brother Robbie had once

not wanting to drag a child into

you know where he is? I want

eyebrow, "You

a whisper, "I just want to know what happened. Everything changed so suddenly at home. And my

Colin,

with Colin, but I think he's not a

Vivienne's gaze deepened.

strife was not her concern, save

nodded, "You can see

face lit up,

Declan could unravel the mysteries

was chatting with Percival about baby names while Arthur listened

was taken aback by the unexpectedly

We should consider that when naming." Percival

complicated? If it's about fire, just call them Blaze. Works

both thinking Arthur's suggestion was

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