Chapter 1206

“Lucian, I think there’s more to this than meets the eye,” Jonathan said, stepping from the ward. He still believed someone had sabotaged the experiment, but he couldn’t identify anyone at the institute who hated Roxanne enough to do so.

Lucian’s eyes clouded. “I feel the same,” he replied, “but now isn’t the time to pursue this.” His priority was Roxanne’s recovery.

Jonathan nodded. “I understand, but this isn’t entirely negative.”

Lucian frowned in confusion.

Jonathan offered a knowing smile. “Last time we spoke, you mentioned wanting to break up with Dr. Jarvis. How do you feel about that now?”

Lucian sighed deeply. “Regardless of my feelings, it’s not a decision I can make alone.” He’d done so much for Roxanne, yet she remained distant.

“At least you’re certain of Dr. Jarvis’s place in your heart. Can you let her go?” Jonathan asked, raising an eyebrow.

Lucian shuddered. Could he let Roxanne go? The memory of finding her unconscious still haunted him.

Jonathan breathed a sigh of relief, sensing Lucian’s changed expression confirmed his feelings for Roxanne. “Anyway, I’m glad Dr. Jarvis is okay. You must prioritize her safety.” The culprit might strike again, necessitating vigilance.

Lucian nodded solemnly. “I will.”

Jonathan patted his shoulder. “Dr. Jarvis needs company. I’ll leave you two. Anything else I can help with?”

Lucian smiled gratefully. “The children are in the next ward. They’re probably awake and haven’t eaten; could you take them out?”

Jonathan readily agreed.

Lucian approached the adjacent ward and knocked. The children were indeed awake. Archie rushed out. “What is it, Mr. Farwell? Did something happen to Mommy?”

Lucian’s heart ached at Archie’s worry. He patted the boy’s head reassuringly. “Your mommy’s fine. Since you haven’t eaten, Mr. Queen will take you all out.”

Archie shook his head. “No, we want to stay with Mommy!”

Lucian, unskilled at coaxing children, faltered.

Jonathan patted him on the shoulder. “Let me try.”

Lucian reluctantly stepped aside. Jonathan knelt beside Archie. “Mr. Farwell treats your mommy well, doesn’t he? Do you like him?”

Archie nodded hesitantly.

Jonathan smiled. “Then let’s give them some privacy.”