The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chapter 1672

Balfour glared at Byran with iciness in his eyes. “Enough with the chatter. Move it!”

Byran was cowed, yet he did not budge. He was frozen in fear and confusion.

Balfour, running out of patience, shoved his brother aside and stormed into the room.

Ellinor was sitting by the hospital bed, feeding their father chicken soup. The harmonious scene took Balfour aback, and his anger faded.

Byran, pushed to the ground by his brother, scrambled up and gaped at the sight before him.

Ellinor had been reluctant to come here at first. Who would have thought that she would be willing to feed their father?

Little did they know that Ellinor was not in this position by choice. McNeil had dropped his bowl earlier, staining the bandages on his wrist with blood. She could not bear to see it and had to lend a hand.

Balfour shook off his surprise, turned, and glared at his disobedient brother. “Didn’t I tell you not to call her?”

didn’t call her. I went straight to

disbelief. “You think that

Byran fell silent.

bed and took the half-finished

can eat or not. It’s

Take care of your father. I’ll take my leave now.”

quietly walked out of

hand, gently patting her head. “Wait outside for a bit.

still need a lift from them. It didn’t matter to her whether it was Balfour’s

nodded in agreement and quietly walked

Balfour stood by the bed, looking down at his father with a sarcastic smile. “So, you

looked at his son’s cold eyes with a self-deprecating smile on

even want to see her own son, so would she even spare

more trouble at home. Don’t make our grandparents