Chapter 168 Won't Live Past Forty-eight Hours
Darian stood there in a daze for a long time, finally finding some voice, and said, "Go bring Griffin over."
"Yes," Larkin replied, also looking saddened.
Such a young child, to have suffered at the hands of a murderer.
How vicious this murderer was!
If it's really Ophelia who did it, Larkin thought Ophelia deserved to die.
...
Griffin was quickly brought to Darian's side. Seeing the somber atmosphere, Griffin could sense that something bad must've happened.
Unconsciously, Griffin's eyes turned red, tears falling without warning.
Darian turned to look at Griffin, paused for a moment, and slowly spoke, "Go keep your mommy and brother company."
Griffin tightly pursed his lips, tears and snot flowing together. After a while, he asked, "Will my brother be okay?"
Upon hearing this question, Darian trembled all over, his back becoming stiffer and more tense. He spoke, "He will be. Go inside and talk to him, persuade your mommy, okay?"
Griffin nodded forcefully.
Darian handed him tissues to wipe his tears and snot, "Don't cry, go on."
Griffin stood at the door, collected himself, and walked quickly inside. As soon as he entered the sick room, Griffin immediately tiptoed, afraid of disturbing the person inside.
"Mommy..." Griffin softly called Cecily.
Cecily, upon hearing the little one's voice, subconsciously thought Rowan had woken up and quickly looked up.
But what she saw was... Rowan still had his eyes closed, lying quietly, showing no signs of waking up.
A touch of bitterness deeply crossed Cecily's eyes, noticing Griffin by her side. Cecily wiped away the tears from her face with a swift hand and asked in a hoarse voice, "Griffin? Why are you here?"
Griffin looked at Cecily. Since the incident, Cecily hadn't rested a single moment. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her once delicate and beautiful face looked more haggard than ever.
Unable to hold back any longer, Griffin directly threw himself into Cecily's arms, tears rushing out, shouting, "Mommy, my brother will wake up, he's just sleeping, he will definitely wake up, he will."
Cecily's body moved slightly, and her stiff back trembled. Her expression finally showed a slight change.
She raised her hand and hugged Griffin. Her voice was soft but determined, "Yes, brother is just asleep. He... will wake up."
'Everything will be fine...'
'Everything will be fine...'
Cecily had already told herself these words countless times in her heart.
She clenched her teeth tightly, holding Griffin tightly.
Darian stood outside the whole time.
...
Cecily and Griffin talked to Rowan for a long time until the evening, when the doctor came in and suggested that they leave first.
Cecily looked at Rowan on the hospital bed, holding his little hand, and kissed it, "Baby, mommy is outside with you."
Cecily walked out of the ward with Griffin. Darian had been standing outside the whole time. Seeing the woman walking slowly, he walked up and reached out to support her.
Cecily lifted her eyes and casually glanced at Darian, trying to pull her arm out of his hand.
However, when she moved, the man didn't let go. Cecily didn't have much strength, so she just let him be.
"Eat something," Darian said with a strong tone, without room for negotiation.
"I have no appetite."
Darian looked at the lifeless woman without hesitation, "With your current state, you'll collapse before Rowan wakes up. If you still want to stay here with him, eat your meal properly."
Cecily knew Darian was right.
However, she really had no appetite at all.
Darian had already sent someone to buy light and easily digestible food. He dragged Cecily and Griffin to a VIP ward.
Larkin placed dinner on the table.
Darian swiftly opened the food container in front of him and looked at Cecily. "Soup or pasta, which one?"
"Soup."
Darian opened a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her, putting the spoon in her hand and almost feeding her.
Cecily gently bit her lip, looked at the soup in front of her, mechanically brought it to her mouth, and continued to eat spoonful after spoonful.
Although she had no appetite and couldn't taste anything, in just five minutes, she finished the whole bowl of soup.
Darian quietly watched her all along, with a deep helplessness between his eyebrows. Cecily stood up, and upon seeing her about to leave, Darian quickly stood up as well and tapped the back of her neck with his hand.
Cecily's vision turned black, and her body weakly fell into Darian's arms.
Griffin immediately stood up, "Daddy, what are you doing?"
Darian spoke, "She needs rest."
Cecily had her own injuries, but she continued to push through, risking her life. Darian bent down and lifted Cecily up, carrying her to the bed and gently covering her with a blanket. His gaze fell upon the tears in the corners of Cecily's eyes, and he instinctively reached out to wipe them away.
"After eating, you should get some rest, too," Darian instructed Griffin.
Seeing that Darian was about to leave, Griffin asked, "Where are you going?"
"To Rowan's place."
Someone had to keep an eye on Rowan's situation so that everyone could feel at ease.
And at this moment, on Ophelia's side...
"How is it going?" Ophelia immediately asked Tabitha when she returned.
Tabitha pressed her shoulder to signal her to lie down. "Just relax. I heard he won't live past forty-eight hours."
Finally, a smile appeared on Ophelia's face. "Serves him right. I hope he dies. I don't even need to lift a finger. He's such a short-lived kid."
Since Darian had arranged for someone to guard Rowan's ward, Ophelia's people couldn't find the opportunity to make a move.
She was troubled by this, but she never expected him to have such a short life and wouldn't last a few hours.
Ha.
He completely deserved it.
Ophelia almost burst out laughing, but any movement would aggravate her wound, causing her to inhale sharply in pain.
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