âHave you called the medical team?â Nathan inquired.
Kern nodded, leading them inside.
âIâve called them.
They will be here shortly.
â
Lucinda asked, âWhy did Grandpa faint again? Last time, the doctor said he was fine.
Did he eat something wrong?â
Kern replied gravely, âWhen I returned, he was unconscious.
I donât know the exact cause.
This time it seems more serious, so I needed Mr.
Payne to return.
â
They entered the house and proceeded toward the staircase.
As Norton was elderly and had poor mobility, his room was on the second floor.
Reaching the second floor, Kern mentioned, âMadam, Zenia told me that Colby has been crying continuously and refuses to sleep.
She couldnât soothe him at all.
Now that youâre here, perhaps you should see him?â
Colby had been crying continuously?
Lucinda was surprised by Kernâs words and looked at Nathan, hesitating before replying to Kern.
Understanding Kernâs intentions, Nathan said, âLucinda, Colby might be feeling unwell or missing you; thatâs why heâs upset.
Please, go check on him.
I will go check on Grandpa by myself.
â
âAlright, Iâll see Colby first.
If itâs nothing serious, Iâll join you,â Lucinda agreed.
âOkay.
â Nathan watched her ascend the stairs, then turned back.
âLetâs go, sir.
Your grandfather needs you,â Kern urged.
Nathan shifted his gaze and followed Kern into Nortonâs bedroom.
The ceiling lamp cast a soft glow across the room.
Sitting up in bed, Norton leaned against the pillows, fixing Nathan with a piercing gaze.
Nathan showed no surprise, finding Norton alert and seemingly well.
Just now, he had guessed the truth.
âGrandpa, if you want to see me, you could simply call.
Thereâs no need to feign illness.
â
Norton remained silent.
He extended his hand slowly and beckoned, âNathan, sit here by my side.
â
Nathan approached and took his place beside the bed.
Observing his eldest grandson, Nortonâs face lit up with pride.
âYou were merely two when you arrived here, barely reaching my knee,â he reminisced, his wrinkled hand mimicking a small childâs height.
âYou were so small and endearing back then, always tugging at my trousers, calling out âGrandpa.
'â