Chapter 1411
"My mother died when I was barely a toddler, so I don''t remember her. Everything I know about her,
I know from my father. She used to love painting, especially flowers. She drew lilies really well
because that was the flower that she liked the most. Dad loved her a lot, and he loved everything
she loved. So, he adored lilies as well. Even after more than twenty years since her death, Dad
would bring home a fresh bouquet of lilies every day."
"I assume Sandra took offense?"
A hint of mockery filled Sonia''s eyes. "Yes, but so what? She didn''t have the guts to raise any
comints. She needed him to survive so she took the insult, but that was probably why she started
resenting my father. That led to her eventually poisoning him."
Toby looked at her. "She still has many years to serve in prison. I''ve talked to the embassy. Once
she has served her time there, she''s going to be extradited and go on trial back home."
Sonia grunted. She didn''t want to talk about Sandra too much.
Toby noticed that as well, so he stopped talking and held her hand. "Let''s see your father."
"Sure." Sonia smiled and let him take her into the cemetery.
Henry''s grave was refurbished a few months ago, so it looked as good as new. Even his photo was
changed to a new one. Sonia bent over and ced the flowers down gently, then Toby pulled her
up. He would have let her do anything she wanted if she wasn''t pregnant, but she was carrying a
baby and she was weak, so he wouldn''t let her hunker down.
Sonia understood that, and she stood back up the moment Toby held her. "Can you leave me for a
while?" Sonia looked at him. "I''d like to be alone with Dad."
Toby nodded. "Sure, but don''t stay for too long."
"Okay." Sonia smiled.
Toby whipped out a pair of gloves and put them on for her. "Here, stay warm. Alright, I''m going now.
You have half an hour. I''ll pick you up then."
"Sure." Sonia waved at him.
Toby kissed her forehead and left. He stood in the distance, waiting for Sonia to finish talking to her
father. He had no idea what she was saying, though he was checking the time every few minutes.
Sonia was still in poor health, especially when she almost had a miscarriage the day before. Even
the doctors didn''t rmend her going out. They wanted her to stay in the hospital, but after what
happened the day before, Sonia must want to see Henry, so Toby risked it all and took her here.
However, he calcted their margin as well. If they could return to the hospital in three hours, she
would be fine.
Sonia too knew she couldn''t stay out for too long. Half an hourter, she walked back to Toby.
Toby heaved a sigh of relief. "Done?" He held her hand.
Sonia nodded. "Yeah. I told him a lot of things; everything he should know. I just don''t know what he
thinks of our decision. Do you think he''d agree?" Sonia looked at Toby.
Toby was about to answer, but a gust of wind blew past them. It wasn''t cold, no. In fact, it felt gentle.
Toby smiled. "I take that as a yes."
Sonia thought it was unbelievable. "That gust of wind…"
"Perhaps it was Henry giving his blessing," said Toby. "That was no coincidence, I think."
Sonia thought he had a point, but she knew there were no ghosts in this world. That gust of wind
might have been a coincidence, yet it took a lot of weight off her shoulder. Maybe Dad did agree to
it.
"So, shall we go now?" Toby held her hand and ced it near his mouth. Then he blew on it to
warm it up. Her hand was cold, even after she had worn the gloves. Tim said she was prone to the
chill, and her hands and feet would go cold every time the temperature dropped. It was a condition
that needed time to improve, but now that she was pregnant, she couldn''t take too many
supplements. This was the only way to warm her up.
"Of course." Sonia smiled.
Once they got in the car, Toby asked the driver to turn up the temperature.
Sonia rested her head on his shoulder. He turned to look at her. "Sleepy?"
Sonia''s head bobbed, and she said softly, "Just a bit."
"Sleep, then." He held her in his embrace and let her rest her head on hisp. She could sleep
better that way.
Sonia was indeed feeling sleepy. She didn''t sleep well the night before, and after the trip to the
cemetery, she couldn''t hold on any longer. The moment her head hit Toby''sp, she fell asleep.
Toby looked at her and smiled. Then he straightened her clothes out so she could sleep better.
An hourter, they came back to the hospital, but Toby didn''t wake her up. He carried Sonia in his
arms and took her back to the ward. At the same time, Tim showed up.
He wasn''t on the morning shift today, so he didn''t know the couple went out on their own. When he
saw Tobying in with Sonia in his arms, he frowned. "Did you guys go out?"
"For business." Toby didn''t borate. He ced Sonia on the bed and tucked her in.
Tim chided, "She can''t run around, not with her current state of health."
"It was just a short excursion. She''ll be fine. It was something she must do, or it''d hurt her even
more." Toby looked at Tim coolly.
Tim got the message, and he shut up. But a few minutester, he lectured Toby, "What about you?
Your heart hasn''t meshed well with your body. You take her around like that, and you might get in
danger."
Toby touched his chest. "I don''t feel anything. And besides, I didn''t hold her for too long. From the
hospital entrance to the ward, that''s all. I know I''m healing well. I''m not that weak."
Tim cocked an eyebrow. "I see you have a good grasp on your health. Fine, it''s your body. Just take
care of yourself."
Toby grunted. "Why did youe here anyway?"
"You need a new set of meds." Tim adjusted his sses. "You should be finishing yourst set of
meds, so this is a new one for the new treatment stage. Every stage requires different meds. Now
take your clothes off. I need to check your heartbeat." He took a stethoscope out of his coat.
Toby worked with him. Tim did the checkup and had a rough grasp on Toby''s heart condition. He
held up the medical record and wrote something in it. At the same time, he told Toby what to look
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