Cynthia walked in, with Zachary following right behind her.
“Mom, Uncle,” Ethan said, getting up to greet them.
Cynthia’s eyes went straight to Isabella. Seeing her asleep, she asked softly, “Has Isabella had anything to eat? How’s her appetite?”
“She ate already. She seemed to be in good spirits and finished almost everything I brought,” Ethan replied, pulling over chairs for Cynthia and Zachary.
Cynthia let out a quiet sigh of relief. She stepped over, carefully tucked the blanket around Isabella, and gently brushed her cheek, making sure not to wake her.
“Zachary, you can head home if you want. I’ll stay here with Isabella,” she said.
Zachary looked at Isabella for a moment. “I’ll wait a little longer. She still looks pretty pale.”
Ethan jumped in quickly. “She’s been through a lot. It’s normal for her to look this way. Once she’s out of the hospital, we’ll get her back on her feet.”
Something seemed to cross his mind. He grabbed his phone and dialed Mike. As soon as Mike picked up, Ethan said, “Mike, could you get some supplements ready for Isabella? Bring them over tomorrow.”
“Of course,” Mike answered, not needing any more explanation. He always just did what Ethan asked.
After the call, Ethan turned to Cynthia and said, “Mom, I’ve asked the butler to have some supplements delivered tomorrow. Once Isabella’s out, I’ll make sure she gets what she needs.”
Cynthia nodded, not saying anything else.
Earlier, when Ethan had gone home to rest, Cynthia had taken the chance to ask Isabella if she was really sure about the divorce. Isabella hadn’t hesitated. She was just as determined as when she’d wanted to leave Jackson.
Since Isabella was set on the divorce and Ethan had agreed to go through with it after she recovered, Cynthia no longer saw Ethan as her son-in-law.
Trying to break the awkward silence, Ethan offered, “Mom, Uncle, do you want some fruit? I can wash some for you.”

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