The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

In the Littleton household, a rare moment of stillness had enveloped the family room, where they all gathered around Tyler, who sat in his wheelchair. The tension hung thick in the air, so palpable that even young Amelia's eyes shimmered with a mixture of hope and nerves.

Only Vivienne and Percival, standing off to the side, seemed to maintain their composure.

"Tyler," Vivienne encouraged with a calm voice, "try to stand up by leaning on the wheelchair."

Tyler's breath hitched. He looked into Vivienne's eyes, filled with a quiet confidence that seemed to say she knew the outcome before it even happened. Her slight smile brought a sense of calm over Tyler, and he clenched his fists, taking a deep breath.

Kaitlyn stood with her back straight, her words held back, but her tightly clasped hands behind her betrayed her anxiety. Her in-laws were on the brink of tears, their bodies shaking with emotion. Amelia stepped forward and leaned against Tyler. "Daddy, you can do it."

With a solemn nod, Tyler gently pushed Amelia away and placed his hands on either side of the wheelchair, slowly beginning to bear his weight on them.

"Oh my God!" Kaitlyn gasped, her hands covering her mouth as tears fell freely. She had never dared to hope for this moment-the man who, unless carried to bed, was resigned to his wheelchair was now struggling to stand before her, not even when they came across Vivienne! sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Now, however, he was standing! Though he still wobbled, it was already more than she could've ever dreamed of!

was even more overwhelmed. "Am I really standing? Am I

do you see this? Our boy is standing! This is wonderful!" Sadie's

do! Thank you, Ms. Hawthorn. Without you, we'd still be

quickly steadied him. "Please, Julian, there's no need for that. Kaitlyn has been a great help to me; this is the least

joined in, helping Sadie back to her feet. "No need

pulling her parents-in-law back to their feet and attempting to kneel herself. Vivienne, exasperated yet gentle, stopped her. "Kaitlyn,

life?"

didn't mean to..."

her off. "We don't need formalities between us. I just happened to have the medical expertise. Besides, you've given me something of immeasurable value in return." Kaitlyn, wanting to express more gratitude but respecting Vivienne's wishes, conceded. "Alright then, no more formalities. If there's ever anything I can do for you, you have my word." Vivienne smiled in

pair of crutches they had prepared. "Your legs have suffered from muscle atrophy due to the long period of inactivity.

trustworthy nutritionist to help ease your mind." Kaitlyn shook her head. "No need, Ms. Hawthorn. You've done so much already. I can manage. I've learned a bit about medicine myself over

a thought, she asked, "I heard from Cordelia that you studied

years since I've worked in that field. I've been so focused on Tyler's treatment that I forgot to thank you and your family properly. Now that Tyler can stand, it

how well they raised Vivienne. Vivienne replied, "I've been quite busy lately and might not make

taken aback. "The Hawthorn family's perfume company? But they're doing so well. Surely their