Arthur choked on his words, momentarily unsure of where to throw his support.

Percival stepped in to clear the air, "Dad, Vivienne and I will be back by evening."

Vivienne glanced at him, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Mr. Wolf had awakened and was staying here?

Percival explained, "The house is still a mess, and we haven't got around to getting all the baby stuff. A baby shower after a month isn't too late." Arthur's face lit up, "Right, right, the baby shower! I'll have the invitations sent out immediately. I'll draft them tonight."

His resentment towards Percival dissipated.

He had regrets about his daughter's wedding.

This time, at his grandchildren's baby shower, he was determined to make it right.

The Ellington family.

As Percival and Vivienne entered the living room with the kids, Richard's teacup crashed to the floor.

Despite decades of hardship, his eyes reddened at that moment.

Percival knelt before Richard, his expression somber, "Grandpa, I'm sorry for worrying you."

Vivienne, holding the twins, had a reserved look in her eyes.

Was she overthinking it?

Mr. Wolf seemed different since waking up.

Nathan and Cecilia came down the stairs upon hearing the commotion, tears of joy streaming down their faces at the sight of Percival.

Richard helped him up, sighing, "What's all this? It's good you're awake."

"Your concern should be for Vivienne. She's taken on too much for you."

Percival nodded, looking towards Vivienne with a mix of deep affection and guilt.

But above all, her love for him was undeniable.

Vivienne responded with a smile.

Mr. Wolf was still her Mr. Wolf, unchanged.

Percival looked around and then at Cecilia, "Mom, where's Isolde?"

worry, "Isolde's upstairs. She said

expression tightened as he glanced

Vivienne nodded.

and Mr. Wolf

he could untie the knot that

listening to the noises below, her

been

know how to face her brother

footsteps outside

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

knocking or coming too

calling out casually, yet earnestly,

bit her lip, unsure how

"Brother, I don't want to come out

"Is it that you don't want to,

behind the

I am. Issues need to be addressed.

of color. Percival's words

to the incident where she had

subject, especially in front of her, never

had tried to

her mind, haunting her nightly with that voice praising her,

clinging to her,

again, hammering on Isolde's most dreaded nerve, "How have I

and she flung open the door separating her from

help but burst into tears,

the one who added something to

the verge of collapsing, confessed, "I've never denied it, but I truly don't understand what came over me. I know

and Cecilia, startled by the commotion, were stopped

"Vivienne?"

Dad, Mr. Wolf knows what

silently as Isolde vented until she

extending

guiding her into the room to sit on

her a glass of

chair across from

outburst had drained

water, she took a deep breath, "Brother, do you

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