Arthur choked on his words, momentarily unsure of where to throw his support.

Percival stepped in to clear the air, "Dad, Vivienne and I will be back by evening."

Vivienne glanced at him, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Mr. Wolf had awakened and was staying here?

Percival explained, "The house is still a mess, and we haven't got around to getting all the baby stuff. A baby shower after a month isn't too late." Arthur's face lit up, "Right, right, the baby shower! I'll have the invitations sent out immediately. I'll draft them tonight."

His resentment towards Percival dissipated.

He had regrets about his daughter's wedding.

This time, at his grandchildren's baby shower, he was determined to make it right.

The Ellington family.

As Percival and Vivienne entered the living room with the kids, Richard's teacup crashed to the floor.

Despite decades of hardship, his eyes reddened at that moment.

Percival knelt before Richard, his expression somber, "Grandpa, I'm sorry for worrying you."

Vivienne, holding the twins, had a reserved look in her eyes.

Was she overthinking it?

Mr. Wolf seemed different since waking up.

Nathan and Cecilia came down the stairs upon hearing the commotion, tears of joy streaming down their faces at the sight of Percival.

Richard helped him up, sighing, "What's all this? It's good you're awake."

"Your concern should be for Vivienne. She's taken on too much for you."

Percival nodded, looking towards Vivienne with a mix of deep affection and guilt.

But above all, her love for him was undeniable.

Vivienne responded with a smile.

Mr. Wolf was still her Mr. Wolf, unchanged.

Percival looked around and then at Cecilia, "Mom, where's Isolde?"

her husband, then back with worry, "Isolde's

glanced towards

Vivienne nodded.

she and Mr. Wolf

untie the knot

by the door, listening to the

been downstairs with

she lacked the courage and didn't know how

outside grew

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

not knocking

calling out casually, yet earnestly, "Let's

bit her lip,

her voice trembling, "Brother, I don't want to

sharpened slightly, "Is it that you don't want to, or are

trembled behind

fears, "You know how I am. Issues need to be addressed. Avoidance only makes things worse."

of color. Percival's

misheard. He was referring to the incident where

the family tiptoed around the subject, especially in front of

to forget,

was etched in her mind, haunting her nightly with that

clinging to her,

Isolde's most dreaded nerve, "How have I taught you, to act

open the door separating her from

but burst into tears, shouting,

who added

don't understand what came over me. I know

startled by the commotion, were stopped

"Vivienne?"

Mr.

silently as Isolde vented until she collapsed on the ground,

then did he approach, extending his hand, "I believe

into the room to sit on

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