“You look thinner. Have you been busy lately?
Your father mentioned that you’ve been excelling at work.”
Edwin forced a smile and replied, “Perhaps I’ve been a bit occupied.”
After a brief pause, Cecilia broached the subject of Edwin’s impending marriage to Vanessa. She harbored reservations about it, primarily due to her past involvement with Thomas, Vanessa’s father.
Cecilia was concerned about the potential future interactions between Edwin and Thomas. Surprisingly, Mark, Edwin’s father, didn’t seem to share her worries.
Edwin whispered, “Let’s discuss it after I meet Miss Smith.”
Cecilia patted his hand, offering support.
“Make the decision that’s best for you. This is your life.”
Edwin didn’t say anything more.
The presence of Tina injected vivacity into their conversation, and she suggested treating Cecilia to delectable Duefron cuisine.
Cecilia chuckled, her easygoing nature shining through.
“Have you forgotten that I was born and raised in Duefron?”
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Tina feigned surprise, playing along to lighten the mood.
Upon reaching the hospital, Tina remained in the car while Edwin accompanied his mother inside.
Cecilia required medication every two months for her headaches, and she was well-acquainted with the doctor.
As they strolled and conversed, Cecilia noticed Edwin’s injured hand, the bones clearly affected.
She was about to inquire when Edwin’s gaze fixed ahead on the corridor.
It was getting cold lately, and last night’s rain had swelled the hospital’s transfusion room with patients who caught colds.
Many occupied chairs in the hallway, including Laura.
Her once-rosy complexion had drained to a pallid white.
She was wrapped in a thick overcoat, with Dylan seated beside her.
Laura drifted into slumber, her head resting on Dylan’s shoulder.
With one hand tenderly cradling her, Dylan lowered his head and gazed at her affectionately.
Edwin clenched his fists, his emotions roiling within.