Cheyenne was transferred from the delivery room to a hospital ward, where she received top-notch VVVIP treatment due to her special status. During her time at TWILIGHT, Cheyenne’s body had become severely weakened and she had lost a lot of blood during childbirth. The doctor recommended that she stay in bed for a month before leaving the hospital.
But Cheyenne just wanted to go home, so Kelvin stayed with her in the hospital room to comfort her. Every day he ran back and forth between Wind Hall and the hospital, bringing Yvonne’s homemade chicken soup for Cheyenne.
As Kelvin walked down the hospital hallway, he saw countless patients infected with viruses lying on the ground or resting against walls in pain. His heart felt heavy as he passed by them.
When Eddie and Kyson hurriedly walked towards him with some doctors, Kelvin greeted them and asked what was going on.
“How did this happen?”
Eddie hadn’t rested for days; he was too busy even to change his clothes. He looked dirty but still seemed energetic.
Kyson wasn’t doing so well; being older than most of them meant that only a few days of this ordeal had left him looking thin and worn out.
When he saw Kelvin appear, Kyson thought it might be his imagination playing tricks on him. “What are you still doing here? The hospital isn’t safe now; hurry back to your room and don’t come out unless necessary.”
“Mr. Owen,” Kelvin asked again after Kyson finished speaking,”why are there so many people in the hospital these days? What happened?”
Eddie sighed lightly before answering, “Patients from outside have sneaked into town causing widespread infection.”
“The hospital is now one of the most dangerous places around here,” Eddie continued while looking at Cheyenne who lay weakly on her bed, “You should take Cheyenne home now since it’s not safe anymore.”
“Oh yeah! I’ve already arranged for Omari to be sent abroad through my friend who is an expert in this field,” Eddie added after thinking about something else briefly. “He said that Omari’s conditions were complicated, so he need more observation time.”
“I see…” replied Kelvin as they parted ways.
Omari had almost died. Fortunately, Layne fed Omari lucid ganoderma and Channing arrived just in time by helicopter. Omari was sent straight away into emergency care unit at nearby medical facility.
But his injuries were severe, with almost every bone in his body shattered. Eddie specialized in clinical medicine and had some weaknesses in orthopedics.
Layne and Cheyenne were overwhelmed, and in times like these, he could only entrust Omari to his university friend.
She was an orthopedic expert, with medical skills surpassing his own. That’s what saved Omari’s life.
Kelvin hadn’t told Cheyenne yet, he would wait until she was feeling better.
After a few days of rest, Cheyenne’s pale face finally had some color, but she still looked malnourished and thin.
When Kelvin came back inside, she was nursing the baby. The warm sunlight outside shone on them both and Cheyenne had a gentle expression on her face that he had never seen before. It was a beautiful moment that filled him with happiness.
Cheyenne noticed his presence first and gave him an annoyed whisper to be quiet because the baby had just fallen asleep. Although her glare at him seemed fierce, it also held an indescribable charm that made Kelvin feel tingly insi de.
He took off his coat and hung it up before opening the thermos in his hand to pour out some chicken soup into a porcelain bowl. The aroma of the soup filled the air as white steam rose from it like time stood still for this peaceful moment.
Kelvin carefully picked out all of the scallions from her soup before sitting down next to Cheyenne with one hand holding the bowl and another spoon feeding her. She protested saying she could do it herself but he insisted because he wanted to take care of them both.
Oliver Foley was their child’s name which Channing – Oliver’s grandfather – thought long and hard about before giving him that name.
Cheyenne obediently sat there drinking her soup while Kelvin blew on each spoonful so as not to burn her mouth or tongue. If this were in their past life together, Kelvin would have been used to being served instead of serving others like now, but these past few days have changed him quite significantly.
“By the way,” Kelvin said after finishing feeding Cheyenne. “Grandpa called earlier today and asked when we’re coming back home with Oliver.”
He didn’t mention how Grandpa felt slightly disappointed hearing that Oliver already had a name given by Cheyenne’s father. He urged them both to remarry soon so they can try for another child next year which will give old Mr. Foley himself naming rights over their second child if they ever have one.
Kelvin didn’t want to pressure Cheyenne too much since women are known for having postpartum depression after giving birth but lately he couldn’t sleep well without worrying about them both every second.
Gregory and Sam haven’t been caught yet.
In the midst of a virus outbreak in the city, Cheyenne and her child were constantly in danger.
As a husband and father, Kelvin feels it was his responsibility to do something about it.
Watching Cheyenne drink her soup obediently, Kelvin’s nervousness finally began to ease.
He gently wiped away the oil stain on her lips with his large hand and kissed her passionately.
The taste of chicken soup was sweet but also had a unique flavor.
“Um,” she moaned.
Kelvin suddenly went crazy and kissed her intensely, not minding the taste of chicken soup on their lips. It seemed like he couldn’t get enough of it.
“Cheyenne, I’ll arrange for you to take our child to Akloit now because it’s no longer safe here.”
Go back to Akloit? Cheyenne sensed that something was wrong with this sudden proposal from Kelvin. Her face turned red as she breathed unevenly.
“Why?” she asked.
Of course they would go back eventually, but not now! Gregory had imprisoned her father and caused Omari serious injuries… she wanted to see justice served before leaving.
Kelvin hugged her tightly as his heart beat rapidly against his chest even through their clothes.
“Cheyenne, there’s a super virus spreading throughout the city causing people to die everywhere. For your safety and our child’s safety, please listen to me this time.”
“But what about Gregory?”
“Just leave him up to me.”
At least he wanted that woman who made such terrible choices know that they were wrong.
Just as Cheyenne hesitated over what decision she should make next, Mason suddenly appeared at their doorsteps, saying, “Miss Lawrence , President Abel wants to meet you”.
Abel? What does he want?