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?"

then back with worry, "Isolde's upstairs. She said she didn't

he glanced towards Vivienne,

Vivienne nodded.

she and Mr.

untie the knot

listening to the noises below,

should have been downstairs

the courage and didn't know how to face her brother after

outside grew

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

knocking or coming

casually, yet earnestly, "Let's

bit her lip, unsure how

trembling, "Brother, I don't want to come

that you don't want to, or are

behind

how I am. Issues need to be addressed. Avoidance only makes

of color. Percival's

He was referring to the incident where she

a month, the family tiptoed around the subject, especially in front of her,

had tried to

was etched in her mind, haunting her nightly with that

shadow clinging to

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

hitched, and she flung open

but burst into tears, shouting,

the one who added something

denied it, but I truly don't understand what came over me. I know

by the commotion, were stopped

"Vivienne?"

glanced upstairs, "Mom, Dad, Mr. Wolf knows what he's

until she collapsed on

approach, extending his hand, "I believe

her into the room to sit

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