The glow from the evening sun lit up the sky in an orange hue.

However, Gwynn saw nothing but pitch black. There was no morning light or evening sun in her world. She couldn’t even see her precious son even if she wanted to.

Gladys took Lorian to her mistress’s room when she realized Noah wasn’t around. She guided the little boy’s hands and put them in his mom’s hands.

Tears filled her eyes. “Here. Let your mom hear your voice.”

Gwynn’s hands were cold while his hands were warm. Worried that she might make him feel uncomfortable, she reluctantly let go of his hands after a while.

Her chest rose and fell gently.

Lorian probably sensed that his mother was feeling ill. He called out to her softly, “Mommy… Mommy.”

Wiping her tears, the old servant said, “Lorian’s calling for you, Ms. Gwynn! Look at him. He’s so smart! You have to pull it together for him. There’s a chance you might do better. After all, Mr. Noah hired the best doctor in the world for you. He has the best medica