Eleanor felt mixed emotions as she held baby Asher in her hands. As a mother, she feels an unexplained joy in her heart in holding her son in her arms but at the same time, her heart is being torn by the fact that her baby is here for an intense treatment. Her eyes moistened. She felt Charles' arms encircle them both, she and her son. She could have struggled to free herself out from it but she is already beginning to master the art of suppressing her anger in. Everytime Charles hugged her in the past few days, she has been protesting deep inside but she's been holding everything in. She has been learning the art of self-control.
Piaaaak! The sound of the opening glass door broke the family's moment together. Charles turned his head around to check who came in.
"Charles, we need to talk,
