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    The steady warmth of his touch slowly eased the tightness in her chest.


    Yvonne gave a small nod.


    The hospital soon came into view.


    As the car pulled to a stop, both stepped out without dy and made their way to Edmond’s ward.


    Just outside the ward, the butler stood waiting for them.


    The moment he spotted them, he stepped forward to report Edmond’s status.


    “The doctor said it isn’t anything serious at the moment. They’ll be running more tests once he regains consciousness.”


    Norton gave a small nod, his steps never slowing as he kept hold of Yvonne’s hand and guided her into the room.


    Yvonne’s chest tightened when her eyesnded on the elderly man lying motionless in the bed.


    A caregiver stood at his side, gently wiping his face with a damp cloth. Yvonne walked over and reached for the towel. “Let me take care of that,” she said softly.


    Without hesitation, the caregiver handed it over.


    Yvonne continued the task herself, every movement careful and tender.


    All of a sudden, Norton’s phone rang again, the sound piercing through the quiet room like a de.


    Yvonne turned to nce at him, her attention pulled by the urgency in the tone.


    Norton didn’t wait. He stepped out of the room to take the call.


    Before long, Norton returned and quietly stepped back into the room. The weight on his face was clear, his brows drawn together in a tense line.


    Seeing that, Yvonne looked up. “Did something happen?”


    “There’s trouble at thepany. I need to head over immediately,” Norton said, his voice heavy. “But I don’t feel right leaving him alone here.”


    “Go on. Don’t worry about us,” Yvonne said softly as she adjusted Edmond’s nket, making sure he was tucked infortably. “I’ll stay and take care of him.”


    Norton didn’t hesitate any further. “Alright.”


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    With that, he turned and walked out quickly, urgency in his step. Yvonne stayed by the bedside, resting her chin in her hand as she watched Edmond quietly.


    The hospital bed felt too big, the man in it looking smaller and weaker than she remembered.


    Not long ago, he had beenughing beside her, his presence full of life. She let out a sigh and remained at his side, silently hoping he’d open his eyes soon.


    Then, a voice broke the silence. “Yvonne, who made you so upset?” The sound startled her—soft, weak, but unmistakably Edmond. Though his tonecked its usual strength, the gentle warmth behind it hadn’t faded.


    Yvonne’s eyes widened with joy and relief. “Edmond! You’re awake! No one upset me. I was just worried about you.”


    A small smile touched his lips as his shaky hand reached out to rest over hers. “I’m alright. That look doesn’t suit you. Someone your age should always be smiling.”


    “How do you feel? Do you feel any pain?” Yvonne asked quickly, pressing the call button to alert the medical staff while keeping her eyes on him.


    “I’m just a bit tired,” he answered, barely above a whisper.


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