The twins had prepared three dishes. Though it wasn''t arge amount, they figured they could spare one.


    The two boys carefully packed each portion into separate thermos sks and brought them to the door to meet Connor. "This was actually made for our mom," Will exined, hoping Connor wouldn''t mind the small portion. It was a gesture of kindness. Otherwise, they wouldn''t have given any of it away.


    Hearing it was meant for the boys'' mother, Connor felt touched by their generosity and a little guilty. "Thank you so much. Please send my thanks to your parents," he said, offering them a small gift in return.


    But the twins simply shook their heads and walked back to the vi hand-in-hand.


    Watching them go, Connor felt a pang of regret. They had shown such kindness, and he didn''t want it to seem as though he was treating their good deed as something that can be paid.


    Connor eagerly returned home to his wife, with his butler in tow. Connor''s butler asked, "6ir, should I check if it''s safe?"


    Connor paused, then shook his head. "No, we asked them for this, and they probably don''t even know who we are. There''s no reason they''d do anything to the food." He recalled the twins bright, sincere expressions and didn''t want to doubt their goodwill. The butler nodded, a bit embarrassed. "Apologies, sir. I was being overly cautious."


    Connor waved him off and wasted no time in rushing upstairs to get the thermos to his wife, who had been suffering from severe anorexia for over a year. Once vibrant, she now looked gaunt, with hollow cheeks and a paleplexion.


    This was all due to going overboard with dieting. The only thing keeping his wife alive was the IV injections.


    Connor gently poured food into a bowl and brought it to his wife''s lips, fearing she might still react badly, as she often did to food.


    To his surprise, she finished the bowl of fish soup without any nausea, even enjoying the tender pieces of fish. "How do you feel?" he asked, his voice barely steady with excitement.


    Connor''s wife smiled, looking relieved. "I feel a little full, but it''s the best fish soup I''ve ever had. My stomach feels so much


    better."


    Tears filled Connor''s eyes which he quickly wiped away and continued to feed her.


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    Meanwhile, Byron had taken the twins to the hospital to visit Maeve. The aroma of their home-cooked meal filled the ward, and Maeve was pleased, finishing the entire bowl. "I could tell Will made this as soon as I tasted it," she said, smiling. Will blushed, his little dimple showing, which melted Maeve''s heart. Noticing Theo''s pout, she leaned over and kissed his cheek. "And I know you put a lot of love into it, too, didn''t you?"


    Theo grinned, holding his face. "That''s right, Mommy! It''s full of Theo''s love for you!"


    Byron, working on hisptop nearby, couldn''t help but smirk at Theo''s antics.


    "Mom, when can youe home?" Will asked softly.


    Maeve looked at Byron. "Ronny, when can I go home?"Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    She had wanted to go back a long time ago, but Byron insisted her body hadn''t fully recovered yet, keeping her here. If she hadn''t recovered, she wouldn''t have been able to keep up with himst night. This morning, Loren came to see her and had even arranged her discharge.


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    Hearing her affectionate nickname for Byron, Theo leaned in to whisper to Will, "Your dad really has no authority, huh.


    "Your dad''s not much better," Will shot back.


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    In the end, it''s always Byron who gets the short end of the stick. Luckily, Byron didn''t hear their conversation from across the room. Eyes on hisputer, Byron said coolly, "Tonight, you have a checkup to doter." Maeve groaned, feeling she''d had enough check-ups for a lifetime. But she knew Byron wouldn''t let her leave until he was satisfied, so she went back to ying with the kids.


    Before long, the twins left the room. Theo had to perform therapeutic treatment on Wren. Maeve hesitated to let Theo go alone and wanted Will to go with him.


    "Mommy, are you worried because I''m not as mature as Will?" Theo asked.


    "Not at all! You''re the most reliable one in our family," Maeve said encouragingly, to which Theo puffed up his chest proudly.


    After the kids left, Byron turned from hisptop to look at Maeve. "Are you still nning to continue your training at Trazir Headquarters?" he asked.


    "Of course. I only took a few days off, so I''ll need to catch up when I''m back," she replied.


    "Can''t you quit?"


    Maeve straightened, sensing something was off. "Why would I quit?"


    Nothing specific," Byron said, looking away. "I just don''t trust those people."


    Maeve sighed, propping her chin in thought. "Warren''s been kind to me. I''m not even part of Trazir, and he went out of his way to let me train there. But his son Arthur gives me a strange feeling." Byron raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"


    She shrugged. "I don''t know. Just a bad vibe."


    "If you''re ufortable, don''t stay," Byron said.


    "Imitted to this for a month," Maeve replied, a bit frustrated "Leaving over something small would look unprofessional."


    Besides, Maeve knew she needed to keep her options open for the future.


    Byron''s fingers tapped rhythmically on his keyboard. "So, as long as you don''t quit on your own, it''s fine?" he asked, an idea clearly forming in his mind.


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