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.

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

A lump formed in Mark's

feather when he reached for Edwin's forehead. Maybe it was the coolness of

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

sweetheart, you're mistaken. This is

hand, he murmured again, “Great uncle.” A pang

every ounce of gentleness,

verdict was as

cooling patch to Edwin's fiery forehead, beckoning the servant for a glass of tepid

storm raging, venturing out

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