“Duncan,” said Mrs. Lewis.

She asked Liberty to come and take care of her son. Mrs. Lewis felt bad now that Liberty was left standing outside.

Duncan closed his eyes, refusing to talk.

There was nothing Mrs. Lewis could do about it.

The cold sweat dripping from her son’s forehead gave Mrs. Lewis great distress. She grabbed a tissue and dabbed the sweat off her son.

“I know that you still have feelings for Liberty, Duncan. Why do this to yourself?”

Duncan kept his eyes closed and his mouth shut.

He was more upset than anyone else to leave Liberty out in the cold, and the heartache was hard to bear.

Still, Duncan did not want Liberty to see him like this.

Liberty did not fall in love with him when he was in the best health.

There were lesser chances of Liberty ever falling for him now that he was crippled. The only feelings he would get from her were pity.

Seeing that her son was not in the mood to talk, Mrs. Lewis did not pursue the subject further.

After a brief