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

expression tightened as he glanced towards Vivienne, "I'll go see

Vivienne nodded.

and

could untie the knot that was

by the door, listening to the noises below, her lips pale from

have been downstairs

how to

outside

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

outside, not knocking or

casually,

lip, unsure how

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

it that you don't

trembled behind the

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

color. Percival's words

was referring to the incident where she

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

to

haunting her nightly with that voice praising her,

shadow clinging to

on Isolde's most dreaded nerve, "How have

and she flung open the door

she couldn't help but burst into tears, shouting,

was the one who added something to the

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

startled by the commotion, were

"Vivienne?"

glanced upstairs, "Mom, Dad, Mr. Wolf knows

she collapsed on

then did he approach, extending

her up, guiding her into the room to sit

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255