Inside Caleb's ward, Sophia glanced at Stephen. "Have you eaten yet?"

Stephen shook his head. "I'm not hungry."

"You need to eat even if you're not hungry. You're hurt too. How are you going to heal without food?"

As she spoke, Sophia called Stephen's assistant, Samson. "Bring Stephen some lunch."

"Yes, Mrs. Jacobson," Samson replied.

He had come with Stephen to the hospital yesterday when Tessa got hurt. Since then, he'd also found out about Caleb's poisoning and hospitalization, so Sophia didn't need to say where to deliver it-he already knew.

"Your grandfather's coming back to Rivertown tomorrow afternoon," Sophia said to Stephen.

Stephen gave a quiet hum.

Caleb regained consciousness, but he looked like a shell of his former self-gaunt and hollow-cheeked, with sunken eyes and lips tinged a faint bluish-black.

Sophia looked at him and let out a silent sigh.

night, they had been arguing. And now, he was at

her feel an unexpected wave

they had still been together for nearly 30

unable to sleep all night.

how feelings worked. They were complicated, if

decades of your life with was suddenly dying, you'd have tobe made of stone not to

Caleb. "Have

the truth. The doctors said he didn't

eating? I'm dying anyway.

Sophia didn't respond.

"I brought him food earlier. He didn't touch a single

to eat a little," Sophia finally said after a long silence. It

he gave a bitter smile unexpectedly. "I'm dying.

moment those words

Her voice , high-pitched

as cruel as you think

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