Rain turned to face Alexander and gently hugged him, allowing him to bury his face in the crook of her neck. His voice was heavy with emotion as he spoke, "I don’t know what to do, Rain. I thought I was prepared for anything, but this..." He trailed off, unable to finish.
"It’s okay," she whispered softly, stroking his back. "Cry if you need to. Let it all out. I’m not going anywhere, and I’ll stay right here with you."
She continued in a gentle tone, "Once you’ve had a mont to breathe, we’ll talk. We’ll figure out what we need to do, together. Father Rock ans so much to too, and I’ll do whatever it takes to help him, no matter how difficult it gets."
They stayed like that for what felt like an eternity, the weight of Alexander’s grief hanging in the air. Eventually, he gently pulled back, his gaze searching hers. "How did you know... Did you know about my father’s illness too?"
Rain t his gaze and let out a soft sigh. "I found out earlier tonight by chance," she confessed. "Your father told you’d be sleeping here at the penthouse, and I thought it was because you were still upset since you were so quiet when you dropped off at the office."
She hesitated for a mont, knowing Clifford preferred his identity as Chubby to remain hidden, but she trusted Alexander. "While I was on the way, Clifford called . He told about the files..."
Alexander frowned, confusion evident on his face. "The files?"
Rain nodded. "Yes, the files of Doctor Lambert from ta Doctors Hospital."
His eyes widened in shock as he blurted out, "Clifford is Chubby?!"
Rain smiled slightly, realizing her suspicion was right. "And you’re Enigma," she stated, eting his eyes.
Alexander sighed, but before he could say anything else, Rain shifted the conversation. "Have you eaten dinner yet?" she asked, concern in her voice.
He shook his head. Without waiting for a response, Rain gently grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the kitchen counter. "Co on, eat sothing. You’ll need your strength, even if you’re hurting right now."
She didn’t give him a chance to protest and practically dragged him to sit down while she unpacked the dishes Chef Philip had prepared for her to bring. As she worked, Alexander watched her quietly.
"Did you eat already?" he asked, his voice still subdued.
Rain nodded as she plated the food. "I had dinner earlier with the team. The other prosecutor in my unit just arrived, so we had a group al."
"I see," Alexander murmured, his tone soft, though there was a flicker of gratitude in his eyes. Alexander seed to have no appetite, so Rain decided to sit with him and eat as well. She even fed him a few bites here and there, and though he didn’t resist, it was clear he only ate because she insisted.
After they finished, Rain started cleaning the dishes. As she scrubbed the plates, she casually asked, "What are your plans now? Do you want to tell Father that you know? And how do you want to act around him?"
Alexander’s response was imdiate. "What do you think I should do?" His voice carried a weight that made Rain pause. She turned to face him, sensing how much he was struggling internally.
"Obviously, Father wanted to keep this from you and William," she began, "but we don’t know how long he plans to. He probably has his reasons... not because he doesn’t trust you both, but maybe because he wants to protect you."
Alexander exhaled deeply, his voice barely audible. "But we still deserve to know, Rain. We’re his sons."
Rain could feel the raw pain in his words. "He’s seeking dical help, right?" she asked softly.
"Yes," Alexander replied and then went on to explain everything he knew about his father’s treatnt with Doctor Lambert.
Rain listened intently, biting her lip as she considered Elysium Biotech Institute’s recent breakthrough in cancer treatnts. However, she knew cancer was complex, with many different forms. She needed to talk to Dr. Ivan first to see if their research applied to her father-in-law’s specific case. The last thing she wanted was to give Alexander false hope.
"For now," she began carefully, "let’s do more research on the disease and look into facilities worldwide that specialize in treating it. I think we should act as though we don’t know yet, so Father won’t be burdened with the knowledge that we’re struggling with the news. Let’s support him quietly and give him the space he needs for his treatnts."
Alexander listened, nodding slightly. Rain continued, "But I think you should talk to Uncle Ben about this. He knows everything about Father’s movents and can help you monitor his condition without raising suspicion."
Then she took a deep breath and added, "Also, I think we should move back here, to the penthouse, at least for a while. If we live with Father, he’ll need to co up with more excuses to cover for his hospital visits. Let’s spare him that stress."
She paused, waiting for Alexander’s reaction. He just stared at her with a thoughtful and intense look on his face. "The only problem is your brother, William," she added. "I haven’t t him, so I don’t know how you should handle him with this. I’ll leave it up to you whether you tell him or keep it from him for now."
Rain hesitated when she realized how deeply Alexander was looking at her. His eyes were filled with sothing she couldn’t quite place. She bit her lower lip self-consciously and gave him an awkward smile. "I’m sorry... I’m probably talking too much again, voicing my own opinions."
Alexander didn’t say anything right away, still watching her with that sa unreadable expression, but there was a warmth in his gaze now. He shook his head slightly, a small smile forming on his lips. "No, Rain," he murmured. "You’re not talking too much. You’re giving exactly what I need right now."
Rain smiled, feeling relieved that he agreed to her suggestion.
But then, Alexander suddenly added, "Rain, let’s have a baby," causing her smile to falter and her jaw to drop in surprise.
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