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.

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“How high did his fever get?”

“39 degrees Celsius,” came the heavy reply.

A lump formed in Mark’s throat.

his touch as gentle as a feather when he reached for

Edwin seemed to find solace there, nuzzling closer the moment he opened his

warbling tone,

knit the

tender chuckle, she corrected, “Edwin, sweetheart, you’re

This is your father.

return

into the cool cradle of Mark’s hand, he murmured again,

pang of sorrow struck

with his turmoil, he summoned every ounce of gentleness, caressing Edwin’s feverish brow before easing the

verdict was as feared:

to Edwin’s fiery forehead, beckoning the servant for

storm raging, venturing out was

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