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?"

with worry, "Isolde's upstairs. She said she didn't know how

glanced

Vivienne nodded.

and Mr.

the knot

to the noises

have been downstairs with her

didn't know how to face her

outside

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

knocking or coming too

out casually, yet earnestly,

her lip, unsure how

"Brother, I don't want to come

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

trembled behind the

know how I am. Issues need to be addressed. Avoidance only makes things worse." "Did you

of color. Percival's

misheard. He was referring to the incident where she

the family tiptoed around the subject, especially in front

to forget, but

etched in her mind, haunting her nightly

a shadow clinging to

broke through again, hammering on Isolde's most dreaded nerve,

breathing hitched, and she flung open the door

she couldn't help but burst into

one who added something to

but I truly don't understand what came over me. I know you all might still suspect me, and I'm aware." "Why won't

and Cecilia, startled by the commotion,

"Vivienne?"

Mr. Wolf

watched silently as Isolde vented until she collapsed on the ground, gasping

approach, extending his

into the

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