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?"

back with worry, "Isolde's upstairs. She said she

as he glanced towards Vivienne, "I'll

Vivienne nodded.

she and Mr.

he could untie the

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

been

how to face

outside grew

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

outside, not knocking

out casually, yet earnestly, "Let's

her lip,

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

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

trembled behind the

her deepest fears, "You know how I am. Issues need to

of color. Percival's words

referring to the incident

tiptoed around the subject, especially in front of her, never mentioning

tried to forget, but

etched in her mind, haunting her nightly with

a shadow clinging to

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

hitched, and she flung open the

burst into tears, shouting, "It

who

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

and Cecilia, startled by the commotion, were stopped by Vivienne from

"Vivienne?"

Dad, Mr.

as Isolde vented until she collapsed on the ground, gasping for

extending

her into the room to sit

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