Chapter 97 Ernest Wakes Up
Hadley browsed through the information but didn’t see anything specific relating to what she was looking for.
After a pause, she keyed in the words “praying mantis” “bite” “partner.”
Then she saw her answer.
“Temale praying mantises are known for their cannibalistic mating behavior, where they bite off the head or legs of their partners after mating.”
Speechless, Hadley put her phone away,
Several days later, within the opulent walls of the Flynn Mansion, while Nyla mended from her recent operation, Eric had taken up residence at the family mansion to keep her company.
In the stillness of the witching hour, Eric slumbered deeply, only to be roused by the shrill chime of his phone.
A flicker of annoyance crossed his mind, but it vanished like mist when he glimpsed the caller ID.
It was the physician overseeing Ernest’s care that was calling. Sleepiness fled in an instant.
“Yes, hello?”
“Mr. Flynn! Your brother has stirred from his long slumber!”
Eric went rigid, a shiver racing through him, raising every hair in its wake.
It felt like a dream woven from threads of disbelief. “Repeat that, please!”
“Your elder brother is awake! His eyes have fluttered open!”
Astonishing–beyond belief!
A tidal wave of emotion crashed over Eric, shattering his usual composure. Before he could rein it in, a warm blur clouded his vision, spilling over as tears of unrestrained joy.
After all these years… Ernest had returned to them!
No longer would his brother languish on that sterile hospital bed, ensnared by a web of tubes and the hum of machines, trapped in an endless twilight.
“Mr. Flynn?” The doctor’s voice echoed from the other end. “When might you grace us with your presence?”
Eric’s senses snapped into focus, his voice raw and quivering with barely contained elation.
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“This very instant! I’m on my way!”
His brother had awakened–how could he delay even a heartbeat?
be
the phone aside, Eric dashed to dress, but as he crossed into his sprawling wardrobe, he pivoted
I must tell Grandma!”
could he not share it with Nyla?
for dawn’s
matter of her potential displeasure at being left in
Nyla departed the Flynn Mansion, bound for
Ernest was.
tears flowed unchecked, a
with red as he offered her a tissue. “You mustn’t weep so. I know your heart’s brimming with joy, but your
you think I’m shedding these tears by choice? They’ve a mind of their own! Oh… my dear
would linger in that
a dull pang twisting within.
us so–he has proven it tonight, hasn’t he?”
the filming of a nocturnal scene far from the Flynn
embrace.
be away… how can she not be at Ernest’s side when he opens
“I’ve already spoken to her agent. The moment Linda’s scene wraps, she’ll hasten to the hospital.”
have to suffice, I suppose.”
the hushed confines of the hospital room, tranquility
hour had dimmed the primary lights, leaving only the gentle radiance of wall
tender care, their movements as delicate
Ernest bore the same serene visage he had worn throughout his long coma–eyes
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even
Nyla’s voice trembled, her weathered eyes brimming with a storm of feelings as she turned to the doctor, bewilderment
offered swift reassurance. “Fear not, Mrs. Flynn. He awoke earlier–now he
“Very well…”
quivering hand, Nyla reached out, her fingers
instant her lips parted to speak, tears carved glistening trails down her timeworn cheeks. She dared not lift her voice
sweet boy.”
stillness prevailed–every gaze locked onto Ernest, as if fearful of missing the
slowness, they lifted. His eyes found Nyla first, and then drifted to
stepping closer to ensure he filled Ernest’s view. “It’s me,
you.”
free from the corners. Nyla’s composure crumbled entirely. She clutched her eldest grandson’s hand with fervent strength, her voice fracturing as sobs overtook
gentle touch. “Grandma, you mustn’t weep so. It’ll only weigh on Ernest’s heart even
words, Nyla wrestled her sobs into submission, though the
Ernest’s response… it
the doctor, her eyes alight with unspoken
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