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    After a brief pause, Yvonne pulled out her phone and typed a message to Morse, saying, “Someone in my family’s been hospitalized. I’ll need to care for him during the day. Would it be possible to switch my work hours to the evening? I’ll make sure everything stays on track.” Once she hit send, she ced her phone beside her.


    As the lead section editor of the Nature’s Essence column, Yvonne held a key role. With no one avable to take over, shifting to night work seemed like the only solution.


    Not long after, Edmond returned from washing up, and Yvonne quickly stood to assist him.


    “Slow down,” she said gently, supporting him with the caregiver as they helped him back into bed.


    Edmond teased, “I’m not that old. I can walk on my own, you know!”


    “Of course you can. You’re still full of energy. I was just being overly cautious. You’ve got a long, happy life ahead of you,” said Yvonne with a smile.


    They chatted quietly for a while, but eventually, Yvonne noticed his eyes beginning to close. Once she was sure he’d fallen asleep, she picked up her phone again.


    Opening her messages, she saw that Morse had already replied. “It’s alright. Take care of your family first. If you’re watching over him during the day and working at night, are you sure you can handle that? I haven’t found anyone to fill in for you yet, so you’ll need to tough it out for now. But if it bes too much, just tell me.”


    Reading his words, Yvonne let out a quiet sigh of relief and smiled to herself.


    A bit of extra pressure didn’t scare her. She believed she could manage both her work and Edmond’s care.


    With that in mind, she stretched out on the small cot meant for overnight family stays and quickly drifted off to sleep.


    By the time morning came, the sound of Edmond stirring brought her out of her sleep.


    Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she looked over to see him pulling the nket aside and trying to get up on his own.


    “Edmond, why didn’t you wake me?” Yvonne said, quickly sitting up to help. “And where’s the caregiver?”


    “You were fast asleep, so I didn’t want to disturb you,” Edmond replied. “I asked the caregiver to fetch me some water. I just wanted to stretch my legs a little.”


    Yvonne gave a quiet sigh and didn’t press the matter, choosing instead to help him into the bathroom.


    Momentster, the caregiver returned, holding a ss of water. Yvonne asked him to stay with Edmond for a while, then stepped aside to call Edmond’s butler and confirm breakfast delivery.


    Fortunately, the butler had already prepared a warm and nutritious meal, which was sent over right away.


    After guiding Edmond through his meal, Yvonne stayed by his side for the rest of the day, chatting with him, watching TV, and quietly monitoring his condition.


    As the sky darkened and the city lights began to flicker to life, she pulled the curtains closed and helped Edmond settlefortably into bed.


    Once he drifted off to sleep, she opened herptop and began her own work.


    Morse had already shared her adjusted schedule with the rest of the team, and thankfully, they had supported her by shifting her assignments to the evening.


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