Chapter 21

Yvonne tilted her soli, pale face up, grinning sheepishly. He’s so sweet,” she thought

Yvonne’s bright, wide eyes flickered as they landed on Charles face, turning suddenly worried. She asked, “Are you okay? They said something happened to you”

Hearing this, Charles lowered his gaze, letting out a chuckle. He could guess the chaos outside–he’d woken up to the noise but had waited until Yvonne came in before getting out of bed.

I’m fine. I just slept a little longer than usual. It probably scared them,” Charles replied, his eyes drifting toward the jasmine Son his nightstand. Under the lamp’s glow, the flower seemed to shimmer, almost unreal,

“Your flower is beautiful, Charles said gently.

The dim light cast shadows on his face, and for a fleeting moment, Yvonne thought he didn’t look like a person at all–more like a sculpture.

“Thank you, Charles Yvonne squeezed his hand a little tighter, her soft cheeks flushing pink as she blinked up at him. “Do you have another favorite flower? I’ll grow it for you!”

Charles coughed lightly, lowering his long lashes. The sickly pallor of his face softened under the warmth of his expression He said, “I like white flowers.”

“White… Yvonne murmured, deep in thought. She hadn’t seen many at the orphanage, so trying to recall them took some effort.

Charles watched her simply, his hand still resting in her small grasp,

Just then, the door swung open, and a group of people walked in. Leading them was a tall man in a white coat, his strides long and purposeful. He stopped at the bedside, momentarily taken aback by the scene before him.

“Charles…” The man murmured, his tone carrying a hint of confusion. “Where did this little one come from?”

Charles lifted his gaze, offering a faint, fragile smile. “Victor.”

It was clear the two knew each other well. Victor refocused quickly, concern flashing across his face. He said softly. “You don’t have to get up. Let me check you over first.”

Charles‘

medical instruments. Yvonne glanced around, worried that standing there might get

bedroom door was closed, so he stood outside for a moment before asking the housekeeper what had happened.

was unreadable.

temples,

has become shorter and shorter. This is the first time

Kelvin had no immediate answers. He could only wait

nination

small figure curled up on the sofa. She was

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walked in from outside, stopping beside her She had thought Yvonne had fallen asleep and had gone to grab a quick meal Now, reing her sitting there motionless, she reached

She couldn’t shake the feeling that Charles had gotten

twisted with guilt, but Yvonne was too scared to say anything Reena sensed her mood

finally, Victor stepped out of the bedroom.

take a guess about Charles‘ condition, Victor said, keeping

tension in Kelvin’s chest eased. He knew Victor well–if something was really wrong, he wouldn’t be playing guessing games

his pulse was steadier than usual.

on the shoulder. “Thanks. I’m

Kelvin started up the stairs, Yvonne scrambled off the couch and hurried after him, trailing right

see Charles too!

He watched the tiny girl scurrying along, her little legs moving ridiculously fast, and couldn’t help

Yvonne, suddenly airborne, thought Reena had picked her up. But when she turned, she found herself staring at an unfamiliar face. “Ah!

were too slow. I’ll carry you

noddled sweetly and stayed still

that he wasn’t rushing, Victor finally noticed the faint floral scent in the air. When he stepped back into the room,

There was a strange, cool undertone

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