As Diana entered the room, Vivi’s bright voice called out, “Mother! You’re finally here!”

Diana’s heart immediately lifted, her daughter’s radiant smile banishing the lingering heat of her encounter with Cassius.

She returned the smile, her face softening with warmth as she crossed to the bedside, her steps quick but graceful despite the flush still coloring her cheeks.

Standing beside Vivi, she gently caressed her daughter’s hair, her fingers threading through the soft strands with a tender, protective touch.

“My darling.” She said, her voice warm and soothing. “How are you feeling? Any pain in your chest today? Any difficulties at all?”

Vivi shook her head, her eyes sparkling with a vibrant energy that warmed Diana’s soul.

“Nothing’s wrong today, Mother!” She said, her voice bright and bubbling with enthusiasm. “I feel so alive, truly like I could run if I wanted to!”

“..And especially today, with Young Master Cassius here.”

Her gaze flicked to Cassius, a shy, admiring smile curving her lips, her affection for him unmistakable.

“He’s been keeping company me all this while and he was even listening in on the little talks I have with my ‘patients’ and told what I’m doing can only be considered as a practice!”

“Can you believe that?! What I’m doing is actually considered as a medical practice that can save others!”

Hearing her daughter’s excitement, Diana’s smile deepened, a quiet sigh of relief echoing in her mind. She’d rushed here, driven by fear that Cassius’s presence might have unsettled Vivi, but her daughter’s joy was undeniable, her face glowing with a happiness that surpassed her usual cheer.

It was clear nothing had gone wrong.

Vivi thrived in Cassius’s company, her laughter and ease a testament to his gentle charm. Still, a flicker of curiosity stirred—Vivi seemed almost too happy, as if something particularly wonderful had happened during Cassius’s time with her.

Before Diana could dwell on it, Vivi’s gaze sharpened, her brow furrowing with concern as she studied her mother’s face.

“Mother, forget about me you’re the one who looks out of sorts. Your face is all red, and you’re a bit sweaty.”

“..Is something wrong? Why do you look so flustered?”

Her voice was laced with worry, her eyes wide as she leaned closer, searching for answers.

Diana’s cheeks blazed, embarrassment surging as she realized her disheveled state was all too apparent.

“Oh, it’s nothing, darling.” She said quickly, her voice a touch too high, her hands fluttering to smooth her dress. “I just…had some extra surgeries at the hospital today. They were quite demanding, and I exerted myself more than usual. That’s all.”

Her smile was strained, her heart berating itself for blushing like a schoolgirl, nearly betraying the truth to her perceptive daughter.

Vivi tilted her head, her concern easing into curiosity. “Oh, is that so? Did everything go alright, then?” She asked, her voice brightening, eager for reassurance.

“Yes, of course.” Diana said, seizing the chance to shift the focus. “Everything went perfectly, actually. I even used some of the methods Young Master Cassius shared with me, and they made all the difference.”

“..The surgeries were a success because of his knowledge.”

Her voice warmed with gratitude, her eyes flicking to Cassius, who stood nearby, his presence a quiet anchor.

Vivi’s face lit up with a proud smile, her chest puffing slightly as if she shared in Cassius’s triumph.

“That’s amazing!” She said, her voice brimming with admiration. “I knew his ideas would help! That’s just how amazing of a person he is!”

Her gaze darted to him, a hint of a love shimmering in her eyes, her delight almost possessive, while Diana’s heart twinged, a pang of guilt for her immoral connection with Cassius.

But she pushed it aside, berating herself for nearly giving herself away, as her daughter’s innocent admiration was a stark reminder to guard her secrets.

Vivi’s expression turned curious again, her head tilting.

“But, Mother, where were you for so long? I was calling for you and Young Master Cassius, wondering where you’d gone.” Her tone was light, but her eyes searched Diana’s face, seeking an explanation.

Diana’s pulse quickened, but she kept her smile steady.

“W-We were just outside, discussing today’s diagnosis.” She said smoothly, her voice calm despite the lie. “We needed to go over the next steps for your treatment, to make sure we’re doing everything right.” She reached out, tucking a strand of Vivi’s hair behind her ear, hoping to distract her.

Vivi’s eyes widened with interest. “Oh! What are the next steps, then? What’s the plan?” She asked, her voice eager, her gaze flicking between her mother and Cassius.

The question caught Diana off guard, her mind blank—she hadn’t discussed any specifics with Cassius, her focus derailed by their heated encounter.

Her lips parted, a hesitant sound escaping, but before she could flounder, Cassius stepped in, his voice smooth and assured.

“I’ve got it all prepared, Vivi.” He said, his tone warm and confident. “But first, let’s get settled. Why don’t we all sit down first, before we get to anything?”

Diana nodded, grateful for his intervention, and moved to sit, but as she glanced around, her brow furrowed. The room was starkly empty—no chairs, no tables, not even the small desk that usually sat by the window, except for the one chair that Cassius had sat himself on.

“What happened here?” She asked, her voice tinged with confusion. “Where are all the chairs, the tables—everything that was in this room?”

Vivi’s cheeks flushed, a shy giggle escaping as she ducked her head, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of her blanket.

“Well…ever since I got the wheelchair, I’ve been a bit…overexcited, Mother.” She admitted, her voice soft but brimming with delight. “I’ve been racing around the room, zooming everywhere.”

“But I kept bumping into chairs and desks, knocking things over…So, I asked the butlers to take away anything unnecessary, just to clear the space.”

“…That’s why it’s so empty now with only one chair left!”

Her eyes sparkled, her embarrassment giving way to a proud grin, as if her newfound mobility was a grand adventure.

Diana’s lips curved into a tender smile, her heart swelling at her daughter’s enthusiasm.

“Have you been overexerting yourself, darling?” She asked, her tone gently teasing but laced with concern. “Racing around like that, you’re not pushing yourself too hard, are you?”

Vivi shook her head, her smile widening, her voice bubbling with joy.

“Not at all, Mother! Moving like this, with the wheelchair Young Master Cassius gave me—it makes me feel like I’m reborn, like I’m finally a normal girl!” Her laughter was infectious, her eyes gleaming with a vitality that warmed Diana’s soul.

Diana’s gaze softened, her eyes drifting to Cassius, a quiet gratitude shimmering in their depths.

Not only was he healing Vivi, but he’d given her this wheelchair, a gift that had restored her daughter’s sense of freedom. He’d even shared the blueprint, allowing Diana to craft more at the hospital, easing the lives of countless patients.

The kindness in her eyes glowed brighter, her heart swelling with admiration for the man who’d brought such light to their lives, but her attention shifted as she scanned the sparse room again, noting the absence of chairs.

“Well…” She said, her voice light but practical. “Since we’re short on seats, I’ll just sit by your bedside.” She offered a warm smile to her daughter, moving to settle on the edge of the bed.

Vivi nodded eagerly, scooting over to make room, her face still bright with the joy of Cassius’s visit.

“That’s fine, Mother!” She said, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm, her hands already gathering a few stray origami cranes to clear space.

But before Diana could lower herself, Cassius’s voice cut through, sharp and insistent.

“No, Diana…Don’t sit there.”

He said, his tone carrying an odd urgency that made her pause mid-motion. His face was a mask of conflict, his brow furrowed, his lips twitching as if wrestling with words he couldn’t quite say.

Both women turned to him, confusion clouding their expressions.

“Why not?” Diana asked, her voice tinged with puzzlement, her hand still hovering near the bed. “What’s wrong with me sitting here?”

Vivi tilted her head, her bright eyes narrowing slightly. “Is it the origami?” She asked, her tone earnest but curious. “I can move them, Young Master. There’s plenty of room for Mother if I tidy up a bit.” She reached for another paper crane, her fingers quick and nimble, ready to clear the bed.

But Cassius shook his head, a wry smile tugging at his lips, his eyes glinting with something secretive and then to their surprise, he leaned closer to Vivi, his posture suggesting a private exchange.

Vivi’s eyes widened, recognizing his intent, and she leaned forward, her ear tilted toward him, her curiosity piqued.

In a low murmur, audible only to her, he said, “Have you completely forgotten what we did just a little while ago, Vivi?”

The words hit Vivi like a spark, her face flushing a vivid scarlet as memories flooded back—Cassius’s lips on her breasts, his cock in her mouth, their bodies intertwined in a heated, forbidden dance.

Her breath caught, her eyes darting to her mother, who stood clueless, watching their exchange with growing bewilderment.

Vivi’s voice dropped to a fierce whisper, her tone a blend of embarrassment and indignation.

“Of course I haven’t forgotten something s-so dirty and vulgar! It’s probably stuck in my head for the rest of my life, Young Master!”

“And why would you bring that up now, in front of Mother? Are you trying to tease me, to embarrass me?”

Her cheeks burned, her hands clutching the blanket as she shot him a glare, though her eyes flicked nervously to Diana, praying she hadn’t overheard.

Cassius’s smile was enigmatic, his whisper calm but pointed.

“I’m not trying to tease you, Vivi…I’m trying to save you.” Her brow furrowed, confusion deepening, until he continued, his voice a hushed warning. “After all that, you got quite wet down there, didn’t you? Your pussy’s probably soaked, isn’t it?”

Vivi’s blush intensified, her body tensing as she realized he was right—her underwear had been drenched, the evidence of her arousal wiped away with a blanket, but the memory made her squirm.

She nodded, her voice a shy, reluctant whisper, knowing that she couldn’t lie in front of him.

“It’s true…I was wet. I don’t know why my body did that, b-but I was…soaked.”

He nodded, his tone reassuring.

“It’s perfectly normal, Vivi. When a girl gets excited, her body responds it leaks down there, acts as lubrication, preparing for a man’s cock…That’s just how it works.”

His grin was playful, but his words sent a fresh wave of embarrassment through her, her face flaming as she processed the blunt explanation.

Diana, watching her daughter squirm and blush, her secretive whispers with Cassius growing more animated, felt curiosity prickling at her.

“What are you two talking about?” She asked, her voice light but insistent, her brow arching. “Why all the secrecy? And Vivi, why are you blushing like that?” Her tone was teasing, but her eyes searched their faces, eager to be included in their private exchange.

Hearing her mother ask about her wet secrets, Vivi’s panic flared, her voice rising in a flustered rush.

“It’s nothing, Mother! Really, it’s just…something between me and Young Master Cassius. You don’t need to barge In!”

Her words were sharp, a defensive tone to them, and Diana’s heart twinged, a silent gasp echoing in her mind.

Was Vivi entering a rebellious phase, pushing her mother away?

The thought stung, but she masked it with a gentle smile, her maternal instincts urging patience.

Vivi then turned back to Cassius, her whisper urgent.

“W-Why bring that up now? What’s the point?” Her eyes were wide, her embarrassment tinged with confusion.

Cassius leaned closer, whispering to her with a look on his face that made it obvious that he was enjoying her reaction.

“The thing is Vivi, that love juice you secreted—it has a distinct smell and if your mother sits on the bed, right where you were, she’ll catch it.”

“…She’ll know what you’ve been up to, and trust me, she’ll freak out.”

Hearing this shocking fact, Vivi’s eyes widened, her breath hitching as she whispered.

“I-Is that true? Or are you just joking to scare me?”

“I’m not joking at all.” He said, his tone innocent but firm. “Bodily fluids—sweat, blood, or what you leaked each has a unique scent and your mother; she’d recognize it instantly if she sat close.”

Vivi’s face paled, her mind reeling, but she pressed. “H-How would Mother know that smell? There’s no reason for her to know of such a dirty smell.” Her voice was a flustered hiss, her embarrassment mounting.

Cassius’s grin turned knowing, his gaze flicking to Diana briefly before returning to Vivi.

“Well, the matter of the fact is that she’s a woman, too, Vivi. She’s got her own desires, her own…frustrations if you know what I mean, so she knows the scent of her own love juices”

“…So trust me when I say It’d be an obvious giveaway, as I can assure you that you’re mother has had several moments in her life where she’s been just as sticky as you down there.”

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