Hurt About Larisa's Departure.

As soon as Mr. Huxley hung up the phone with Alex, he called out to his wife, who was in the next room.

"Honey, Marcellus is awake!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with relief.

Mrs. Huxley's eyes widened with surprise, and then she let out a loud squeal of joy. "Thank God!" she exclaimed, jumping up from her chair. "Let's get dressed and go see him!"

Mr. Huxley grinned, feeling a sense of happiness wash over him at the prospect of seeing his son. "I'll call the driver and have him bring the car around," he said.

Mrs. Huxley nodded, already hurrying to her closet to find something to wear. "Hurry up, dear!" she called out. "I can't wait to see Marcellus!"

Mr. Huxley chuckled, feeling a sense of warmth at his wife's enthusiasm. He quickly got dressed and called the driver, who arrived at their doorstep minutes later.

As they drove to the hospital, Mr. and Mrs. Huxley chatted excitedly about their son and his progress.

When they arrived at the hospital, they hurried inside, eager to see