Briony started to stand, but Kendal quickly said, “No need to get up, really. We’re all family here—no need for formalities.”
Hearing that, Briony let her politeness drop.
Still, as she looked at Kendal, her feelings were mixed.
Judging from his expression, it seemed he hadn’t yet received word of Ferdinand’s death.
Stewart walked over and handed some medicine to Briony. “Here, take this first.”
She accepted the cup and drank it all in one go, lowering her gaze.
Stewart unwrapped a piece of hard candy and offered it to her.
Briony took the candy and placed it in her mouth.
Stewart took the empty cup from her hands.
Kendal watched from the side, a gentle smile in his eyes.
It looked like these two—once married—had finally made peace.
Since Kendal had taken the trouble to visit her as an elder, Briony felt she should at least invite him inside.
She stood and welcomed Kendal into the house.
The three of them entered, and Briony and Kendal sat together near the sofa.
After all, this was a hospital, and no one was fussing over propriety.
Stewart poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Kendal.
They exchanged a few pleasantries before Stewart excused himself to the kitchen to make some soup.
Kendal watched Stewart disappear into the kitchen, then turned back to Briony. “So, are you two back together?”
“We’re just looking out for each other as friends,” Briony replied with a faint smile. “He’s helping take care of me for the kids’ sake, I suppose.”
Kendal, being a man himself, immediately recognized the look in Stewart’s eyes when he glanced at Briony.
It was clear Stewart still cared, but Briony didn’t seem to have the same intention.
But now wasn’t the time for romance anyway.
Getting better was what truly mattered.
Kendal studied her face carefully. “Your health is the only thing that matters right now. Everything else can wait—don’t you agree?”
Briony nodded. “How’s my mom doing lately?”
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