Forrest asked, "Has he visited you?"
Sylvia nodded, smiling gently. "He's been here non-stop. But with his age, I worried about his health, so I sent him home. The doctor will check on me later. If everything's okay, I'll be discharged tonight."
"If he ever does you wrong, he's gonna deal with me."
She chuckled. "Go get some sleep. I'm gonna take a stroll downstairs. Later, I'll whip up your favorite dish."
"Make sure someone goes with you."
"I got it."
After a long flight back, Forrest was exhausted. He settled onto Sylvia's bed and was out like a light in no time.
Walking downstairs with her nurse, a sudden tightness gripped Sylvia's chest, leading to a fierce bout of coughing. She covered her mouth with a pristine white handkerchief, and when she pulled it back, it was stained with blood.
"Madam... are you..."
Sylvia kept her cool, saying, "It's just an old health issue. Don't mention it to my husband or my son; I don't want them stressing out."
"Got it, Madam."
Margaret shrugged. "He didn't say anything at breakfast, but guess what? Mr. Jardin stood up for you."
Madelyn groaned at the mention of the name. "Never mind. Let me know if my father needs me later. You can get back to what you were doing."
"Sure thing."
Madelyn was not in the mood to venture out of her room. She kept an electric kettle here to avoid needing water from downstairs during the night.
From her balcony, she saw the remnants of last night's snowfall. But this morning, the weather had changed. The sun shone brilliantly, warming the chilly air.
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