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?
well! We’ll be
dashed to dress, but as he crossed into his sprawling wardrobe,
course, I
it with Nyla? Despite the late
wait for dawn’s
displeasure at being left in the dark–he simply couldn’t hoard
the cloak of night, Eric and Nyla departed the Flynn
Ernest was.
flowed unchecked, a
“You mustn’t weep so. I know your heart’s brimming with joy, but your health
shedding these tears by choice? They’ve a mind
a hand to her heart, her sobs rolling like thunder. “I once feared he would linger in that limbo forever… that I would meet my maker before he ever gazed
dull pang
abandon us so–he
absent, immersed in the filming of
embrace.
heavy breath laced with longing, “And of all nights for Linda to be away… how can she not be at Ernest’s side when he opens his eyes?”
need to fret.” Eric soothed. “I’ve already spoken to her agent. The
have to suffice, I suppose.”
confines of the hospital room,
hour had dimmed the primary lights, leaving only the gentle radiance of
to the bedside with tender care, their movements as delicate as a
hospital bed, Ernest bore the same serene visage he had worn throughout
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Ernest
breaths even and unhurried.
of feelings as she turned to the
“Fear not, Mrs. Flynn. He awoke earlier–now
“Very well…”
hand, Nyla reached out, her fingers curling
speak, tears carved glistening trails down her timeworn cheeks. She dared not lift her voice above a murmur, her words laced with quiet sobs. “Ernest… Ernest, it’s Grandma. I’ve come to see
my sweet
that, the room seemed to hold its breath. Silence reigned, stillness prevailed–every gaze locked onto Ernest, as if
last, Ernest’s eyelids trembled, and with agonizing slowness, they lifted. His eyes found
view. “It’s me, Eric. Grandma and I
you.”
corners. Nyla’s composure crumbled entirely. She clutched her eldest grandson’s hand with fervent
a gentle touch. “Grandma, you mustn’t weep so. It’ll only weigh on Ernest’s heart
her sobs into submission, though the ache within her chest
Ernest’s response… it wasn’t what
her eyes alight with
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