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‘ hand

standing there might get in the way, so she

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

was unreadable.

temples, waving a hand in silence. His expression

and shorter. This is the first time something like this has happened. No wonder the staff panicked and called

case like this before, so Kelvin had no immediate answers. He could only wait

nination

landing on a small figure curled up on the sofa. She was staring at Charles‘ door, completely

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a quick meal Now, reing her sitting there motionless, she reached down and

grabbed teena’s sleeve. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Charles had gotten sick because of the joine she’d given him

Reena sensed

Victor stepped out of the bedroom. His face was unreadable,

guess about Charles‘ condition, Victor said, keeping his tone deliberately

in Kelvin’s chest eased. He knew Victor well–if something was really wrong,

Charles is line. Actually, his pulse was steadier than usual. We’ll have to wait for

a firm pat on the

Kelvin started up the stairs, Yvonne scrambled off the couch and hurried

see Charles too!

tiny girl scurrying along,

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

slow. I’ll carry you

on her face faded. She noddled sweetly and stayed still to make it easier for

the faint floral scent in the air. When he stepped

delicate fragrance. There was a strange,

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