Third Person's POV
Kelsey's POV
Marcus entered the ward and his gaze fell on the document in my hand. "Take it," he said indifferently.
I glanced at him and reluctantly clutched the document tighter.
I had already resolved to return it to Marcus once I left the hospital.
No matter what, I wouldn't accept a single cent from the Marshman family—it was my final stand.
Moira finally smiled, patted my hand, and said, "That's a good girl. Marcus, you must take good care of Kelsey and the child in the future, understand?"
"Grandma, I'm usually busy with work and might not be able to look after them well. I'll need you to keep an eye on me," Marcus replied, his voice softer and a flicker of pain crossing his eyes.
Watching him, I felt a surge of emotion.
Even the powerful Marshman family
