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?"

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

tightened as he glanced towards

Vivienne nodded.

she and Mr. Wolf

could untie the knot that

stood by the door, listening to the noises below, her lips

should have been

lacked the courage and didn't know how

outside grew

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

outside, not knocking or coming too

casually,

bit her lip,

"Brother, I don't want to come

it that you don't want to, or are you

trembled behind

"You know how I am. Issues need to be addressed. Avoidance only

of color.

hadn't misheard. He was referring to the incident

the subject, especially in front of

to forget,

scene was etched in her mind, haunting her nightly

clinging to her,

voice broke through again, hammering on Isolde's most dreaded nerve, "How have I

she flung open the door

but burst

one who added something to

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

Cecilia, startled by the commotion, were

"Vivienne?"

Dad, Mr. Wolf

watched silently as Isolde vented until she

did he approach, extending his hand, "I believe

up, guiding her into the room to sit on a

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