Aveline's brow furrowed slightly as she glanced at Annie, who gave her a playful wink.

"You two talk; I'll step out for a bit."

Seeing they needed privacy, Lucas turned and left the room.

Once he was gone, Aveline said, "He's not my boyfriend."

Annie burst into a smile, her cheeks dimpling with two small, charming dimples. "I know. You're upset with him right now. I've seen lots of couples act like that when they're fighting. I won't say it again." Aveline sighed.

There was no explaining this away.

Besides, there was no need to burden Annie with the details of her pending divorce from Lucas.

It would be over soon enough, so there wasn't much to discuss.

Changing the subject, Aveline said, "While you're staying here, you can go for a walk when you're feeling up to it. The environment here is quite nice. If you need anything, just ask the nurse, and if you feel unwell, call me right away." Annie nodded, her eyes filled with gratitude. "I will, Aveline. Thank you so much."

Aveline smiled gently. "The most important thing is that you get better."

Annie suddenly moved forward and hugged her, her voice thick with emotion. "I wish we were real sisters."

would have

tugged at Aveline's heart, but she didn't

...

faint scent of antiseptic

him, the nurse greeted respectfully, "Mr. Tudor." Lucas walked in, his gaze falling on the bed

looked nothing like his former self. His face was gaunt and hollow, his body frail and shrunken, a mere

a stroke, Frederick's

enter, he immediately became agitated, emitting

the

picked up a tissue and wiped the drool from Frederick's mouth. His expression was cold, and his tone even

makes it back. I'm worried you won't hold on until the

more agitated, struggling to speak, his body

into the trash and looked down at him, his eyes

you're sick, focus

thing you can

he had fought tooth and nail to take it. He would, of

man he called father, Lucas turned

...

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