The IV treatments were lengthy.
By noon, about half of the IV fluid was still left.
Destinee, now hungry and crying, prompted Nathan to take her home for some milk, while Lucinda remained with Colby.
Holding an umbrella and carrying the crying Destinee, Nathan softly comforted her as they left the lab.
His tall, attractive figure, tenderly caring for his daughter, presented a heartfelt scene.
As they left the lab, Nathan noticed someone obstructing his path.
Looking up, he saw a man with deep blue eyes that showed concern.
His hands were clenched tightly, suggesting he was anxiously waiting for someone.
The man stood in the rain without any protection.
Although it was just a light rain, his elegant suit was drenched, showing he had been there for quite some time.
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Holding Destinee securely, Nathan halted and fixed his gaze on Kyson, evaluating him silently with a penetrating stare.
Kyson advanced a few steps and bowed his head, concealing the guilt that flickered in his eyes.
âToday marks the first birthday of the twins.
I know you and Lucinda didnât plan anything elaborate, but I wanted to celebrate.
Iâve brought them a cake and gifts,â Kyson began.
He hesitated, and then continued, âI went to N&L Fairy Land, only to find out youâd taken them to the lab for blood testsâ¦â
Pausing, he struggled to meet Nathanâs gaze.
After a deep breath, he mustered the courage to ask, âHave the test results come out? So⦠Colby and Destinee⦠How are they doing?â
Nathan responded calmly, âDestinee is fine, but we found virus residues in Colbyâs system.
Thatâs why he was born weaker than her.
Aldric explained that Colby is too young and frail to handle the antidoteâs strength, and we canât use a suppressant to ease the pain during his flare-ups either.
For now, we can only manage his condition with conservative treatments like infusions and medication.
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The calmer Nathanâs delivery, the heavier the weight pressed on Kysonâs heart.
Kysonâs fists clenched tightly, his body trembling as he fought to contain the surge of guilt overwhelming him.
He opened his mouth to speak, intending to justify his actions, to argue that the innocent children should never have been dragged into the disputes of adults.
Yet, he knew any defense would be futile.
After a long pause, he dropped his gaze and murmured with remorse, âIâm sorry.
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It seemed there was nothing more he could offer but his apology.
Nathanâs voice was firm as he let Kyson stand alone in the rain.
âYou should apologize, but not to meâto Colby.
You owe him that much.
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Kyson nodded, his voice heavy with regret.
âYouâre right.
Hurting him is the biggest regret of my life.
Iâll do everything in my power to make amends.
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Nathan remained silent, his expression unreadable and his eyes dark, yet notably free of resentment.
After all, the past could not be undone.
Even if he sought retribution against Kyson, it wouldnât immediately heal Colby.
Perhaps letting Kyson attempt to rectify his mistakes was the more pragmatic approach.
In Nathanâs arms, Destinee seemed to recognize Kysonâs voice.
She pushed aside the raincoat and turned to look at him with wide, watery eyes, her face lighting up with an innocent smile.