Lucinda nodded.
“It’s of immense significance to me.” It was associated with the fact that she had been constantly harmed over the years.
Hilliard sighed.
“Right now, nothing surpasses the importance of your unborn children.”
Her fingers brushed tenderly against her belly, and she let out a soft sigh.
Just as she was about to share her suspicions with him, a sharp knock echoed from her door.
Abel, standing by the door, appeared anxious and teary-eyed as he relayed a distressing news.
“Miss Simmons! Something dreadful has occurred!”
Before Lucinda could bid Hilliard farewell and hang up, Abel’s voice resounded again with urgency.
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“Your father just took a terrible fall down the stairs! Please come back with me immediately!”
With the news delivered, Hilliard abruptly ended the call.
His attention diverted by the fresh revelation.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Lucinda snatched up her bags and hurried to Atticus’s mansion.
Aware of her impending return, Gilbert stood waiting outside the gates, his eyes red-rimmed from weeping.
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As Lucinda entered the grand mansion, a deep furrow etched across her brow, and she queried, “But Dad can’t walk. He had been relying on a wheelchair and was always assisted by the servants. How did he suddenly stumble down the stairs without any apparent reason?”
Gilbert’s sobs overwhelmed him as he struggled to speak through the torrent of tears.
“I don’t know. Mr. Graham arrived about ten minutes ago and is investigating the incident. Mr. Cyrus is on his way back.
Mr. Hilliard has already checked on your father…”
He paused as his cries intensified.
“Your father’s condition is grave.
There seems to be a blood clot in his head, obstructing the flow of blood through the nerves. Given his age and fragile physical state, surgery isn’t an option. Mr. Hilliard said he might end up in a vegetative state. No one can say if he will ever awaken again.”
Lucinda’s heart skipped a beat, a chilling shock coursing through her veins.
“How could this have happened?”
Gilbert’s tears flowed freely as he wept in deep sorrow. His entire existence had been dedicated to serving Atticus, and now he felt an overwhelming wave of despair for the unfortunate turn of events.