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?"

then back with worry, "Isolde's upstairs. She said she didn't know how to face

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

Vivienne nodded.

she and Mr.

could untie the

stood by the door, listening to the noises below,

should have been downstairs

courage and didn't know how to face her

outside

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

outside, not knocking or coming too

calling out casually, yet earnestly,

her lip, unsure how

I

it that you don't

trembled behind the

his words striking her deepest fears, "You know how I am. Issues

color. Percival's words

He was referring to the incident where she had poisoned the

around the subject, especially in

tried to forget, but

mind, haunting her nightly with

clinging to

hammering on Isolde's most dreaded nerve, "How have I taught you, to act without owning

breathing hitched, and she flung open

burst

who added

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

commotion, were

"Vivienne?"

glanced upstairs, "Mom, Dad, Mr. Wolf

she collapsed

then did he approach, extending

helped her up, guiding her into the room to

Percival turn to pour her a glass

across from

outburst had drained her of energy, leaving her

a deep

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