Chapter 1950 Mark gazed at Laura.
She was hurting, yet her didn't shed tears.
A wave of sadness washed over him as he wondered, if she wouldn't talk, would she allow herself the release of tears? With a tender gesture, he reached out and brushed her hair softly with his fingertips.
Laura's eyes, bright and intense, met his.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPeter had left the tricky situation to his wife. Bursting into the ward, what he saw was a silent exchange between the two.
He harbored deep affection for Laura.
He was aware that, despite being taken in by him, her thoughts often wandered to Mark.
Removing his glasses, Peter dabbed at the corners of his eyes discreetly.
Some bonds were simply irreplaceable.
Regaining his composure, Peter gave Laura a gentle pat and cleared his throat.
“What's this? Aren't you glad to see your Uncle Mark?” he inquired.
Silence was her response.
Instead, her hands danced in the air, conversing in sign language.
Thank goodness, Peter and his spouse cherished Laura enough to embrace her world of silence, learning to communicate in her language.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPeter turned to Mark, his voice breaking the quiet.
“She's expressing joy. She's... truly over the moon.” Mark's emotions welled up, a sob catching in his throat.
He managed a nod, but awkwardness shaded his features soon after. The conversation shifted to Laura's condition as they engaged with the doctor.
Having reviewed the X-ray, the doctor shared, “It's a tad complex, yet nothing we can't tackle.” Seeking confidentiality, the doctor beckoned Mark aside. Laura's eyes, twinkling, followed him.
Mark caressed her hair once more before following the doctor to his office.
Knowing well Mark's close ties with the Fowlers, the doctor extended his hospitality, offering a glass of water.
Mark's gaze held stories untold.