It was the first time he had ever given her flowers like this. She had always assumed he wasn’t the type for romantic gestures, but it seemed she had misjudged him.

Seeing the joy on her face, Vincent’s lips curved upward. “I’m glad.”

Katelyn was about to find a vase when Vincent removed his jacket and casually added, “Oh, by the way, the T Organization publicly declared they’re looking for Hades. You should be extra careful.”

Katelyn was taken aback. Could it be that the T Organization had started to escalate their actions so swiftly? She had barely heard the news when Vincent seemed to already be aware of it. It was apparent that they were set on tracking her down. Setting aside the bouquet she was holding, she faced Vincent and said, “I’ve just been informed as well.”

For the time being, she decided to shift her focus from Sophia to the T Organization. Her knowledge about them was still insufficient. With a look of concern, Vincent cautioned Katelyn, saying, “You need to take extra precautions.” Despite being aware of Katelyn’s skill in self-defense, his worry was clear; he feared the idea of her coming to any harm.

Approaching Vincent, Katelyn leaned in and kissed him. She reassured him with a nod and a smile, “Don’t worry.” She was aware of what was troubling Vincent. Yet, his worry persisted. His gaze filled with apprehension, he kissed her back gently and murmured, “I’m going to shower. I feel unclean.”

Katelyn acknowledged with a nod. Vincent headed off to the bathroom.

While thoughts of the T Organization occupied her mind, Katelyn began placing the flowers into a vase, one by one. She was about to place the last flower when a cry of agony erupted from downstairs. “Ah, it hurts so much, Katelyn!” It was Alfy’s painful voice. Without hesitation, Katelyn set the flower down and dashed to the room where Alfy was. Upon entering, she saw Alfy sprawled on the bed, a picture of misery with sweat beading on her forehead.

Clutching her stomach, Alfy looked up at Katelyn and exclaimed, “Katelyn, I was wrong. I swear I’ll never overeat ice cream again!” If she had only paid more attention to Katelyn’s warning, she wouldn’t be suffering so intensely now. The pain was unbearable. It felt as though her stomach was ripping apart.

Without uttering a word, Katelyn swiftly approached the bed and began assessing Alfy. “Are you experiencing diarrhea?” she asked while pressing on various spots on Alfy’s abdomen.

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Most areas did not elicit a strong reaction from Alfy, but when Katelyn pressed a particular spot, Alfy shouted, “That’s the spot! It hurts terribly! No, I don’t have diarrhea. It just hurts a lot.” She felt as though the pain might be the death of her.

Observing Alfy’s discomfort, Katelyn explained soothingly, “You’re not dealing with diarrhea. It’s acute appendicitis. The surgery needed is straightforward and minor. There’s no need to worry.”

Alfy was taken aback. “Ah, it’s not diarrhea?” Hearing the mention of surgery heightened her fear, causing her to tremble violently.

Katelyn, sensing Alfy’s anxiety, reassured her gently. “Don’t you trust me?”

With little hesitation, Katelyn hoisted Alfy onto her back and made for the exit.

Vincent, alerted by the commotion, emerged from his room just in time to see Katelyn carrying Alfy.

Before he could inquire about the situation, Katelyn said directly, “Vincent, we will head to the hospital immediately. Alfy has acute appendicitis and requires surgery.”

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