Ellis pushed open the door of the hospital room and walked in.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was good, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He then prepared to introduce everyone to his uncle, and so he began, “This is my…”
When he turned around, however, he didn’t see Uncle Olsen following behind him and was sowhat confused.
Where was his uncle?
Ellis had no choice but to turn back, only to see Uncle Olsen leaning against the wall in the corridor outside
The man, who was always restrained and
self-possessed, had lit up a cigarette.
He took a fierce drag, then blew out a ring of smoke.
Scratching his head, Ellis asked, “Uncle, why aren’t you coming in?”
Amidst the curling smoke, the man’s resolute
expression showed a mont of distraction. He said lightly, “Well, it’s okay. I’ll wait here for the results.”
Ellis was puzzled.
He beca even more baffled, “Uncle, you’ve co all this way to see Mrs. Olsen, and now you’re just going to wait here for the results?”
Uncle Olsen’s gaze fixed on sothing in the distance. He took another deep drag on his cigarette, and nodded, “Yes, I promised her that we would never et again in or after this life.”
Ellis fell silent.
He heard intense sadness in that statent.
His mouth opened as if to say sothing, but he found he didn’t know what would be appropriate to say.
He had suspected that there was sothing between Uncle Olsen and Mrs. Olsen, perhaps an old fla, or maybe Uncle Olsen had failed this cherished friend. After all, Uncle Olsen had once been quite a playboy, pursued by many.
But he could never have imagined that their past would be so dramatic.
A vow to never et again in life or death.
What on earth had happened?
Ellis wanted to ask, but upon catching sight of Uncle Olsen’s ashen face, he dared not inquire and could only cough lightly, “Then…
“The dical team from Clance will arrive a bit later. I’ll be right here. You go in and stay with her,” said Uncle Olsen, lifting his head to reveal a resolute and decisive air. “Don’t let anything happen to her.”
Ellis nodded earnestly and then went back into the hospital room.
At this mont, the experts from Oceanion had already finished their consultation, and they were preparing to leave, one by one, leaving only a few mbers of the Olsen family in the room again.
Taylor looked dazed, constantly sitting by the bedside holding Mrs. Olsen’s hand without moving.
Aside from the doctors coming in for examinations, he had maintained this position for over four hours.
Isla looked at Ellis, then curiously peered behind him before asking, “Mr. Olsen, I heard you on the phone
saying that soone from the Olsen family has co?”
Ellis nodded. “My uncle is outside.”
Isla was extrely surprised. It was actually Uncle
Olsen!
Upon hearing this, Taylor abruptly raised his head and stared hard at Ellis. A flicker of confusion and panic appeared in his expression, and he gripped Mrs. Olsen’s hand even more tightly.
He trembled slightly.
He feared that man would forcibly take Shirley away, using her illness as an excuse!
However, Isla completely missed the change in Taylor’s deanor and promptly said eagerly, “Why doesn’t Mr. Olsen co in? He… ”
Ellis explained, “Uncle won’t be coming in; after all, Mrs. Olsen is a lady, and he doesn’t want to disturb her.”
This reassured Taylor, who turned to look at Mrs. Olsen on the bed, his gaze becoming even more resolute.
Isla imdiately walked out, “Then Jake and I will go
greet Mr. Olsen. It would be too impolite otherwise.”
“That’s indeed as it should be.”
Ellis thought to himself and glanced at Lewis and Keira.
In Clance, many people fawn over trying to make acquaintance with Uncle Olsen, seizing any opportunity that cos their way.
Although Lewis is on the rise, full of youthful vigor, his power and influence still fall short compared to the accumulation of the older generation. He can sit at the sa level as himself, but he’s still a step behind in front of Uncle Olsen.
That’s why he thought Lewis and Keira would go and pay their respects together, and then help speak so pleasing words for Keira…
But unexpectedly, the two just stared at Mrs. Olon the sickbed as if they had not heard what he said
Ellis paid them no attention.
Isla and Jake arrived at the door and imdiately sa that man standing aloof from worldly affairs..
His presence was overwhelming; even without
bodyguards following, one could easily tell his status was extraordinary.
Isla and Jake exchanged a look, both seeing the anxiety in each other’s eyes, but it was an excellent opportunity.
Jake swallowed hard and imdiately stepped forward with Isla, “Excuse , are you Uncle Olsen?”
Uncle Olsen glanced at them, his gaze skipping over Jake and landing directly on Isla.
With a delicate appearance, it was hard to tell whether Isla resembled Mrs. Olsen or Taylor, but her deanor alone made it clear she was a child reared by Mrs.
Olsen.
His expression softened a bit. “Are you Isla?”
Isla, flattered, nodded, “Uncle Olsen, would you like co in? My mother is inside, and there’s a lounge outside where you can sit and have a cup of tea.”
“No.”
Uncle Olsen’s gaze remained fixated on Isla as if
looking at her, yet it was also as if he was trying to see Mrs. Olsen through her.
But after a long while, he only felt that Isla fell short compared to Mrs. Olsen.
She looked like a bad imitation.
She had a fine appearance and temperant, but once she opened her mouth, the fear in her eyes betrayed her, unlike Mrs. Olsen’s outward indifference and inherent pride.
Isla glanced at Jake, and he imdiately said, “Uncle
Olsen…”
Following Isla’s lead in addressing him, and seeing that Uncle Olsen didn’t object, Jake grew sowhat bolder. “How long do you plan to stay in Oceanion? You
haven’t arranged accommodations yet, right? Let help you with that.”
Uncle Olsen glanced at Isla again, then said, “Alrig I’ll stay until Jodie wakes up.”
The na “Jodie” confused Isla and Jake for a mom
before they realized he was referring to Mrs. Olsen,
Jodie South.
Jake asked, “What about now?”
“I’ll stay here for a while.”
Uncle Olsen lowered his gaze as if he had no intention
of speaking further.
Jake imdiately said, “Then I’ll stay with you. Isla, you go inside and keep Mrs. Olsen company.”
Isla also wanted to stay and keep Uncle Olsen company, knowing that pleasing him was far more advantageous than attending to the one close to death on the sick bed.
But she understood that Uncle Olsen was here
because of Mrs. Olsen.
So she nodded and was about to enter when Uncle Olsen suddenly said, “If there’s anything you need help with, just ask.”
A light sparked in Isla’s eyes, “Of course.”
Then she shot a glance at Jake, who understood sothing and gave her an almost imperceptible nod.
Proudly, Isla entered the door, the black-clad bodyguard not barring her from entering the room.
Seeing that Lewis and Keira truly had no intention of greeting Uncle Olsen, Ellis promptly said, “Ahem, Lewis, Uncle Olsen is here. Aren’t you going to take
your wife to greet him?”
On hearing this, Lewis pondered for a mont, then
nodded, “Alright.”
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