Chapter 77

Since Uram had excitedly gone to the airport, only Kelvin was left in the room.

He sat quietly for a while before getting up and heading next

I door.

When he pushed open the ward door, Yvonne on the bed had already crawled to the edge, half of their body leaning on the bedside cabinet. Her pale little face was illuminated only by their dark, shining eyes.

There was movement in the bathroom. It was a caretaker washing something inside

Kelvin walked over, his large hands grabbing the little girl under her arms and stuffing her back under the blanket.

Yvonne, who had been just about to reach the potted plant, suddenly looked disappointed.

She was so close to reaching it, but in the end, she failed.

“Daddy!” She looked up at the person who had just dragged her back, her soft, childish voice carrying a hint of protest. “Why…”

The caretaker came out after washing the fruit. She was stunned for a moment when she saw the unexpected visitor. Then, she smiled and said, “She just finished her meal. I was washing some fruit for her.”

Kelvin nodded slightly as the caretaker brought over the fruit platter but sat far away.

He went to wash his hands, then pulled a chair to the bedside and sat down to peel grapes for Yvonne.

Yvonne reluctantly tore her gaze away from the potted plant and flopped weakly onto the bed, looking like a lifeless little

fish.

She stared at the white ceiling with her big, pitiful eyes and whined, “Daddy, I’m hungry.

Kelvin handed her a peeled grape, his fair fingers hovering for a moment before the fruit touched her lips.

“Eat the grape.”

her lips, which were cold and sweet.

she didn’t want to eat

I don’t want

and placed the grape in his mouth. Then,

strong, and when he opened it, many of the red

Yvonne turned her

fruits in the basket and spoke in a deep voice, “What do you want to eat?

little closer to me?” “Okay.” Kelvin put down the pomegranate in his hand and stood up to move the flower pot to Yvonne’s bedside. The little girl turned over, crawled up from the bed, and brought her face very, very close to

It wasn’t

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Chapter 77

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was afraid that she would fall, so he stood at the side to

of something green flying

little girl’s eyes looked

just his imagination, but he felt that Yvonne’s complexion looked a bit better

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and had a

soft, sweet voice. “Can

calm, gentle tone as he reasoned with the child, “It’s quite late now. How about

covering her

and said gently,

returned five minutes later, holding a

the little

filled with concern. “Sir, are you taking

Yeah

further and simply reminded him gently, “It’s cold at night. Make sure

warmly”

Yvonne in his arms, while the driver set the navigation toward a mountain

gradually thinned until, eventually, there were no other cars in

and at night, not a single person

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