Nicolas and Michael had grown up together and were as close as brothers. Now that their families were joined in marriage, they were closer than ever.
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With Willow in a panic, she naturally turned to Nicolas for help.
But Nicolas was already overwhelmed. He had to deal with Athena and confront her in court.
He didn’t have the leisure to worry about Michael.
Besides, this was an imperial matter. Even if he went to the palace, he wouldn’t be able to plead for Michael.
If His Majesty was truly enraged, he might scold him too.
Nicolas sighed, clearly powerless. “Go back and tell your lady to stay calm. Lord Osborne will be fine.”
Nicolas thought dismissively, “They’re just a few lowborn commoners who got hurt. Worst case, we’ll just throw some money at them and smooth things over.
His Majesty may be angry, but he wouldn’t have Michael executed.
Fermin and the Queen had his back in the palace.
There was no need to go invite trouble.
The servant, unaware of all the political intricacies, only heard Nicolas’s refusal to help.
His face fell. He mumbled a reply and turned to report back.
Athena, meanwhile, felt a flicker of glee. A string of happy events was happening at once.
The Justice Ministry didn’t take Willow, but Michael was summoned by the King and scolded.
Had it been any other time, she might’ve burst out laughing.
By the time they arrived at the duke’s estate, the royal physician had already arrived.
Inside, cries could be heard. “Please, save my son! He was fine yesterday, and suddenly today he’s critically ill.” Fiona sobbed.
She had no idea what had gone wrong. Ever since her son had begun taking Athena’s medicine, his condition had been stabilizing.
Fiona’s heart felt like it was breaking. When she looked up and saw Athena, her eyes lit up with hope. “Athena! Please save my son! I beg you!”
Fiona was so frantic and anxious because she knew Cedric’s illness all too well. This time, it was far worse than ever before.
There were several moments when she thought her child had stopped breathing.
Oddly, the household physician was away, and no doctor in the city had been available. Fiona felt like the sky was collapsing.
Seeing Athena gave her a sliver of hope. As long as Athena was there, her son might be saved.
Athena didn’t move, calmly saying, “Don’t panic. Let’s hear what the physician has to say first.”
Fiona choked back sobs and nodded, stepping aside.
A dark glint flashed in Nicolas’s eyes. He turned to her and said, “You’ve been here all night. Go rest. Someone, escort the madam to her room.”
Fiona usually obeyed him, but today she unexpectedly resisted, “No. I’m staying with my son. I won’t leave until he recovers.”
“Don’t be stubborn. What if you collapse? Who will care for the child then?” Nicolas’s tone hardened. “Go rest. You’re not a doctor. Staying here only gets in the way.”
There wasn’t a trace of concern in his expression, and even his voice was cold.
Already wracked with guilt, Fiona felt even more chilled to the bone by his harsh words.
Athena couldn’t stand it anymore and spoke up for her. “She is the child’s mother. Even if she can’t help, it’s been her by the child’s side night and day. She was the one who carried him for ten months, risked her life giving birth.”
She added, “And what about you, dear heir? You tossed the responsibility aside. How many times have you changed his diapers? Fed him? Do you even know his current weight, what he likes to eat, or what toys he prefers?”
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