MasukThe doors to Chloe's ward had barely closed behind him when Lucien turned toward Amelia. His brows were tightly drawn together. "What are you doing here?"His voice was calm, but the concern beneath it was obvious.Amelia took a slow breath. "I came to visit your mother."Lucien looked at her carefully. "What happened?"As they began walking down the corridor together, Amelia answered quietly. "She invited me over for tea this afternoon."Lucien listened without interrupting."We were talking. She seemed completely fine." She paused, as though the memory still unsettled her. "Then suddenly... she stopped responding."Lucien's expression hardened. "What do you mean?""She just..." Amelia swallowed. "...collapsed. I called for help immediately. The staff contacted the family doctor while I stayed with her until the ambulance arrived."Lucien's pace unconsciously became quicker. "Did she regain consciousness?"Amelia shook her head. "Not before they brought her here."Silence settled bet
The car came to a sudden stop outside Grey Memorial Hospital. Before the driver could even turn off the engine, he hurried out and rushed to Chloe's side. He pulled the door open."Mrs. Grey."Carefully, he helped her out. The moment her feet touched the ground, another sharp pain shot through her body. She gasped softly and almost lost her balance. The driver caught her immediately."I've got you."She nodded weakly, unable to say much. Her breathing had become uneven. One hand clutched her abdomen while the other held tightly onto the driver's arm.Hospital staff noticed them almost immediately. A nurse hurried over. "What happened?""She's in severe pain," the driver answered quickly. "And she's bleeding."The nurse's expression changed instantly. "Bring a wheelchair."Within seconds, another nurse arrived. They carefully helped Chloe into the chair. Everything around her suddenly became faster. Voices echoed through the entrance."Move this way.""Call the doctor.""Prepare an exa
The morning had started better than the night before. By the time Chloe woke up, the sharp pain had eased again. She sat on the edge of her bed for several minutes, taking slow breaths."It passed..." she whispered to herself.Maybe it really was stress. That was what she kept telling herself. She couldn't afford to stop now. Blue Designs had scheduled another meeting, and she had spent days preparing for it.After getting ready, she left the penthouse with her sketchbooks in her bag. The butler smiled politely as she walked past. "Have a good day, Mrs. Grey.""You too."She returned the smile before getting into the car.---The meeting at Blue Designs lasted longer than expected. The design team gathered around a large table, discussing materials, production schedules, and final adjustments.Evie held up one of Chloe's sketches. "I love this version.""So do I." Another designer agreed. "The details around the center stone are much stronger."Chloe smiled. "I'm glad you like it."Fo
The room remained quiet after Lucien's phone stopped ringing. Neither of them reached for the notebooks again. They simply sat there, the silence between them no longer carrying the weight it once had.Lucien glanced at the phone lying face down on the table before looking back at Chloe. "I've been meaning to ask you something."Chloe lifted her eyes. "What is it?"He was quiet for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "It's about your mother."The question caught her slightly off guard. "My mother?"He nodded. "You've mentioned her before, but... not much."Chloe lowered her gaze. For a brief moment, she simply looked at her hands resting in her lap. When she finally spoke, her voice was softer than before."My mother wasn't rich, but she made everything around her feel rich."Lucien listened without interrupting."She loved making things. She believed beautiful things didn't have to be expensive. They only had to be made with care."A small smile found its way onto Chloe's face. "
The silence remained between them. Neither Chloe nor Lucien moved. The conversation they had just shared lingered in the room, settling into every quiet corner. For the first time, neither of them seemed eager to escape it.Lucien's gaze rested on the notebook still in Chloe's hands. He looked at it for several moments before speaking. "Show me."Chloe blinked. "...Show you what?"He met her eyes. "The designs."She frowned slightly. "What designs?""The ones you've started for Blue Designs." He glanced toward the stack of sketchbooks on her desk. "All of them."She stared at him. For a second, she thought she had heard him wrong. "You... want to see them?""Yes." The answer came simply. Without hesitation.Chloe searched his face. She had become good at reading people over the years. She looked for sarcasm. For doubt. For another accusation waiting beneath the surface. For some hidden reason behind the request. She found none. Lucien simply stood there, waiting.She looked away first
Chloe sat quietly in the doctor's office. Neither of them spoke for several seconds. The doctor's expression remained calm, but there was a carefulness in his eyes that made her stomach tighten.He folded the papers in front of him before looking at her again. "Mrs. Grey, I'd like to run a few more tests."Chloe blinked. "More tests? Is... something wrong?"The doctor offered a reassuring smile. "I don't want you to worry unnecessarily. There are still things I'd like to confirm before saying anything definite."She nodded slowly, though the answer did little to ease her mind. "So you don't know yet?""I have a suspicion," he replied honestly. "But medicine isn't about assumptions. I'd rather be certain."He slid a request form across the desk. "I'd like you to come back as soon as possible. The sooner we complete these, the sooner we'll have answers."Chloe looked down at the paper. It suddenly felt much heavier than it should have. "Is it serious?"The doctor was quiet for a moment.







