Axel stood outside.
"B-Brother-in-law..." Stella greeted, relief and worry mixing in her voice. "How’s sister Evelyn?"
"She’s awake," Axel replied calmly. "She’s in the next room. I came to get Oliver."
Before Stella could say another word, a small figure flew past her.
"Daddy!" Oliver rushed straight into Axel’s arms.
Axel bent down instantly, lifting him up without effort. The worry in his son’s eyes melted something profound inside his chest.
His round eyes blinked at him. "Mommy?" he asked urgently. "I want to meet Mommy now. I already had my breakfast... Please bring her to me now, Daddy."
"Easy, buddy," Axel murmured, holding him close.
"But you promised me," Oliver insisted, his brow furrowed. "I can see Mommy in the morning. It’s already morning, and I look handsome now." Then he carefully tugged at his shirt, smoothing and neatening it as if preparing for an important meeting.
Axel couldn’t help smiling. He bent down and pressed his forehead against his son’s, their noses almost touching.
"You do look very handsome, my little boss," he agreed softly. "All right, let’s go. Mommy’s awake... and she wants to see you."
"Really?" Oliver’s eyes lit up instantly, shining brighter than the hospital lights.
"Really." Axel brushed his fingers through Oliver’s hair, fixing an imaginary crease. "But we need to wait a few minutes."
"What?" Oliver’s cheerful expression faded. "Why?"
Axel didn’t answer him right away. Instead, he glanced at Stella and gave her a subtle look. She immediately understood.
"Sure, brother-in-law," Stella said lightly. "I’ll wait here and finish breakfast."
She waved before closing the door, leaving Oliver staring after her in confusion.
Oliver turned back to Axel, clearly dissatisfied. "Daddy, you said we’re going now."
"We are," Axel replied calmly. "Just... with one small stop."
"I don’t like stops," Oliver said seriously. "Mommy is waiting."
Axel put him on his feet and crouched down to his eye level. "Do you want Mommy to be happy when she sees you?"
Oliver nodded vigorously. "Yes."
"Then we need to bring her a present," Axel said solemnly.
"A present?" Oliver blinked.
"Yes," Axel confirmed. "Jimmy bought fresh flowers this morning. Flowers are essential in showing how much you care when you visit someone important in the hospital."
Oliver thought hard about this. "Like...superhero?"
Axel chuckled. "Mommy, even more important."
"Okay," Oliver said firmly. "I will wait."
They didn’t have to wait long. The elevator doors slid open, and Jimmy stepped out, holding a beautifully wrapped bouquet. His expression softened the moment he saw Oliver.
"Good morning, Young Master," Jimmy greeted warmly.
Oliver’s eyes widened. " Jimmy, are those Mommy’s flowers?"
"Yes," Jimmy replied with a smile. "The freshest ones I could find."
Axel accepted the bouquet and knelt beside Oliver. "This is for you," he said, placing the flowers carefully in his son’s arms. "You’ll give them to Mommy yourself."
Oliver stared at the bouquet as if it were something sacred. "Me?"
"Yes. You."
"Sweetheart..." Her voice trembled, happiness and disbelief tangling together.


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