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?"

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

tightened as he glanced

Vivienne nodded.

she and

untie the knot that

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

been downstairs with her

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

outside

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

outside, not knocking or

out casually, yet

bit her lip, unsure how

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

that you don't want to, or

trembled behind the

Issues

drained of color. Percival's words

He was referring to the incident

the family tiptoed around the subject,

tried to

haunting her nightly with that voice

a shadow clinging to

nerve, "How have I taught you, to

breathing hitched, and she flung open the door separating

she couldn't help but burst into tears,

one who added something

collapsing, confessed, "I've never denied it, 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

Cecilia, startled by the commotion, were

"Vivienne?"

Mr. Wolf knows what he's

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

did he approach, extending his hand, "I believe

guiding her into the room to sit on a

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