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?"

with worry, "Isolde's upstairs. She said she didn't know

tightened as he glanced towards Vivienne, "I'll go

Vivienne nodded.

she and Mr.

untie the knot that

Isolde stood by the door, listening to the noises below,

should have been downstairs with

know how to

outside

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

outside, not knocking

out casually,

bit her lip, unsure how to

trembling, "Brother, I don't

you don't want to, or

behind the

"You know how I am. Issues need to be addressed. Avoidance only makes things worse." "Did you

color. Percival's words

the incident where she had poisoned

the subject, especially in front of her, never mentioning

tried to forget,

mind, haunting her nightly with that voice praising

clinging to

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

and she flung open the door

help but burst into tears, shouting,

was the one who added

over me. I know you all might still suspect me, and I'm

commotion, were stopped

"Vivienne?"

"Mom, Dad, Mr. Wolf knows what he's

she collapsed

approach, extending his

her up, guiding her into the

turn to pour her a glass of water and place it

chair across from her,

uneasy, but her outburst had drained her of energy, leaving her without the

water, she took a deep

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