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Elara had always known how much Felicity loved Wyatt. Whenever Wyatt wasn't around, Felicity would sulk and cry endlessly. But as soon as Wyatt showed up, it was like Felicity came back to life. Now, Felicity refused treatment for such a reason, and Elara couldn't hold back from speaking the truth.

Felicity looked at her and said, "Elara, I just really don't want to make myself ugly. I've thought about this for a long time, so please don't push me anymore." Elara glanced at Lysander, who was standing by the door. Judging by his expression, even Lysander hadn't expected to hear Felicity say such a thing.

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After leaving the hospital room, Elara walked alongside Lysander. Elara had spent ages trying to convince Felicity, but she still wouldn't budge.

Felicity had clearly made up her mind. She didn't want treatment. Elara felt that if she pressed any further, Felicity might break down into tears.

Now, walking with Lysander, Elara sighed. "What do we do? We can't just let her skip treatment because she's afraid of looking ugly. Although... I kind of understand her perspective."

ordeal. People sometimes paniced and lost their composure over minor illnesses, not to Battling cancer was never an easy mention something as serious as cancer.

Even if the eventual outcome might be a cure, the daunting process alone was enough to scare many people off.

Lysander replied, "Let her rest for now. There's no need to rush. If she really doesn't want to go through with it, then so be it."

He had always respected others' choices about such matters. Except when it came to Elara, on that front, Lysander was unwaveringly serious. But for everything else, he remained detached.

Just then, a voice called out, "Hi, Lysander." It was Aubrey. He had just returned from school and rushed to the hospital upon hearing about his mother's illness.

Lysander nodded. "Your mom's in the room."

"How is she?" Aubrey asked, concern evident in his voice. "She's been sick so often lately. Her health is terrible."

"She has cancer," Lysander said flatly. "The doctor wants her to stay in the hospital for treatment. She might need surgery. You should talk to her about it."

Felicity had kept her diagnosis from Aubrey until now. But Lysander, characteristically direct, laid it all out.

Aubrey froze for a moment, stunned by the revelation. His face betrayed a mixture of shock and confusion."I'll go see my mom," Aubrey said, finally recovering.

just told him outright? Mrs. Hawthorne didn't want Aubrey to know." Lysander looked at her, unbothered. "Aubrey isn't a child anymore. He's grown up, and he has the

been Lysander in Aubrey's shoes, he wouldn't have wanted to be kept in the dark either. That was why he refused

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efforts to

him. "Lysander,

Heartless? Completely emotionless? Like a

shook her head. "No, it's just... you're so decisive. Honestly, I think

back." They visited her and he had helped

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she was afraid of looking ugly, was so absurd that Aubrey couldn't help but call Wyatt. The phone rang for a

my dad?"

Hawthorne is busy," the secretary

to the hospital to see my mom," Aubrey said, glancing at Felicity, who was

isn't in the best mood right now.

voice tense. "Did you not hear me? Get him on

his tone as he thought about his mother's illness. His anxiety was evident as he stood by the window, watching her

ever since he returned. Wyatt's mood in moments like these made the secretary wary of approaching him, but this time, they had no choice. Aubrey clutched the phone tightly, hearing the secretary relay the message: "Mr. Hawthorne, Aubrey called. He says Mrs. Hawthorne is ill

attention had always grated on him. When Wyatt was in a good mood, he could play along. But right

off and relay the

hospital bed, he looked at her

the door, lost in thought. His usual sunny demeanor was nowhere to be found "How's Mrs.

and looked at her. "She has a visitor.

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Aubrey's troubled expression. "You're worried about

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