Chapter 1969 “Let me see Edwin first,” was all he said.

The servant trailed behind Mark.

Upon entering, Mark's eyes met with Edwin, sprawled on the bed, his little face flushed.

A thermometer was perched at the bed's head.

Scooping it up, Mark placed it under the boy's armpit, his voice edged with concern.

did his fever get?” “39 degrees Celsius,” came the

Library A lump formed in

hands, his touch as gentle as a feather when he reached for Edwin's forehead. Maybe it was the coolness of his hand, but Edwin seemed to find solace there,

tone, Edwin whispered, “Great uncle.” Confusion knit

mistaken. This is your father.” But clarity didn't return

into the cool cradle of Mark's hand, he murmured

his turmoil, he summoned every ounce of gentleness,

as feared: 39

forehead, beckoning the

venturing out was

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