Kathleen nodded in acknowledgement.

It wasn’t long before Richard arrived in the hospital room.

“You’re awake, Ms. Johnson. You barely avoided a lung infection caused by dehydration. I’d suggest you stay put for two more days for observation, just to be safe.”

“Is it mandatory?” Kathleen questioned with a grimace.

“But of course. You wouldn’t want to deal with complications from the flu,” Richard answered sternly in a tone that warranted no objection. “Rest well.”

He then turned to address Wynnie and Calvin who were at the corner. “Were either one of you aware of his eating habits? My diagnosis shows that his gastroenteritis was caused by irregular eating schedules.”

Wynnie wrung her hands in concern. “You know how stubborn he can be.”

“That boy is digging his own grave if he continues neglecting his health,” Richard announced baldly while Wynnie continued studying her son’s sickly pale features.

It was at that moment that Tyson strode into the room.

“Tyson, has Samuel been eating at all recently?” Wynnie questioned hurriedly.

“But of course. However, the food prepared was not up to his standard, insomuch that he barely consumed several morsels out of each meal. I tried convincing him but to no avail.”

“How is he such a picky eater?” Wynnie exclaimed in exasperation.

“I remember Mr. Macari enjoying the meal prepared by Ms. Johnson last time. He finished eating it.” Tyson darted a meaningful glance toward Samuel.

Wynnie crossed her arms. “Kathleen won’t always be around at his beck and call. He can jolly well learn to care for himself.”

Kathleen flushed at the sudden turn of events.

She recalled the time he completely devoured the plain oatmeal she prepared and felt an inexplicable surge of sympathy for Samuel.

Just then, Samuel began to stir, his eyes opening groggily.

Wynnie rushed toward her son. “Are you feeling any better? With the way you’re treating your body right now, you might as well be planning for an early death!”

“I’m fine, all right?”

“You’re as stubborn as a mule. Is eating such a harrowing ordeal? I wouldn’t have given birth to you if I’d known you’d turn out this way!” Wynnie’s anger was irrepressible.

Samuel chose to remain silent but discreetly directed a knife-sharp glare at Tyson.

God knows why you contacted Mom!

wiped the cold

way of showing your appreciation. You wouldn’t be staying in the same

if you were to ruin yourself,” Wynnie huffed as she stalked out

wait up!” trailed Calvin as he hurried after his wife without a care in the world for

speak up

too. I need some space to clear my head,”

brows in question

waved him on that Tyson finally departed from the

breath and let his eyes wander over

ruminations. “Why weren’t you eating

woman, who was also dressed in a hospital gown, sitting

claimed that this rooming arrangement was because the hospital was full, though I doubt the veracity of it,” said

was churning with a sea of roiling thoughts. “I’ve no

Am I dreaming?

“Your

asked Samuel instead of answering

a really

Samuel dipped his head.

like he

phone and tapped on the message notifications

Richard had no plans of

phone and collected

have to remain admitted for two more days

Doesn’t this mean we’d both

Samuel’s heart dropped.

turned out to be the appearance

strode in and gave Samuel a

must have mistaken your

you

myself,” said Charles in bewilderment as his eyes

not what you think. This peculiar situation was entirely coincidental. The hospital was out

eyed

this while and had

was unconvinced. “Is that

He was truly left

for you to switch rooms right

moving around too often

palm against Kathleen’s forehead. “That production team be damned. Their entire team

held on to her brother’s hand and said soothingly, “Forget it. There’s nothing we can do about

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