Chapter 1348
Hubert gave a nod.
Darwin then took Chicago and Charles to the hotel, spinning one fairy tale after another. Normally, Chicago would be out like a light as soon as she hit the bed, but tonight she was determined to stay awake.
After one story, her eyes were drooping, but she stubbornly said, "Tell me another one."
By the eighth story, Chicago finally couldn't fight it anymore and fell asleep.
Charles, however, was still wide awake.
"I'll walk you out," he said to Darwin, his big eyes looking a bit misty.
"Okay," Darwin agreed.
They tiptoed out of the bedroom, one after the other.
In the suite's living room, Kenny was chatting with Hubert.
When Darwin and Charles came out, they looked a bit surprised.
"Dr. Hubert," Charles walked up to him and asked, "Is my dad getting better now?"
Hubert knew Fiona and Darwin's son was different from other kids, but he didn't expect him to be so mature for his age. "Yes, he's doing much better. Your dad's been really cooperative with the treatment. I think it won't be long before he can come home," Hubert said gently.
"Can you make sure he doesn't get any thinner?" Charles's eyes filled with tears.
Darwin was a bit taken aback and instinctively touched his arm. He hadn't noticed any big changes in himself.
Hubert replied, "Sweetie, he's actually gained a little weight recently. The initial treatment was really tough, and that's when he lost a lot of weight. But he's been getting better slowly. I promise, when he comes home, he'll be healthy, okay?"
"Okay," Charles nodded and added, "Thank you."
"You're welcome," Hubert said, his eyes getting misty as he gently patted Charles's head.
Charles wiped his tears away.
Then he turned and walked over to Darwin.
Darwin, with red eyes, squatted down and opened his arms.
Charles silently cried as he walked into Darwin's embrace, resting his forehead on Darwin's shoulder. Then he choked out, "Come home soon."
"Okay," Darwin hugged Charles tightly and replied, "Charles, don't worry."
Charles didn't say anything but nodded.
Usually very restrained, Charles leaned in Darwin's arms for a full five minutes before slowly moving away and obediently waving. "Goodbye, Dad. Goodnight, Dad."
Hubert took Darwin away.
On the way back, Darwin silently shed tears. He carried a photo that Fiona had given him, taken during a family camping trip.
The photo was well-preserved.
Darwin silently and repeatedly caressed the image of his loved ones in the photo.
Hubert didn't say a word the entire way.
He wanted Darwin to feel the overwhelming love surrounding him.
That saying might be a cliche, but Hubert truly believed it: true love could heal all wounds, acting as the strongest motivation and the most unbreakable armor.
Love had once been, for Darwin, a shackle, a violent diary, an inescapable burden.
Now, Hubert hoped Darwin could redefine the meaning of love.
As long as Darwin successfully redefined it, that would become his breakthrough moment.
On the other side, Fiona sat alone in the cabin, gazing at the photos Hubert had sent of Darwin playing with Chicago and Charles.
The fireplace beside her crackled, creating a lively atmosphere.
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