"She's still in dad's room. Mike will be coming in a few hours to check up on her." Grace answered and Jane felt a little relieved to hear that.
"And dad?" Chris asked.
"He's still in the room with her. He has refused to come out of the room. He didn't have anything to eat last night nor this morning. I'm really starting to worry about him. He didn't look okay last night." Grace aired her concern.
"I'm sure he's going to be fine. From what we saw last night, Mr Williams and Mrs Whitney do have some history together. And I think they meant something important to each other." Jane said.
"Jane is right, we just need to let them both sort things out themselves." Chris said.
"And Mom? She's going to throw a feat once she wakes up." Grace said.
"Good morning everyone. I see the wedding celebrations is taking place already." Mike voice echoed and Grace stood up from her chair. Mike's lips curved up in a wide smile as he walked towards her.
He pulled her into a hug not minding the people that were they watching. Jane could not help but smile at the scene in front of her. It seems the both of them were finally able to sort things out and make some progress.
"That's my sister you are hugging in that manner Dr. Mike.." Chris teased, and Mike chuckled.
"So you are going to play the overprotective brother and punch me again like you did at the hospital?" Mike asked him and Chris raised a brow.
"No one is punching anyone. Come on Mike, you should check on Mrs Whitney. I will escort you to the room, I need you to check on dad as well." Grace said and Mike followed after her with his briefcase in his hands.
His head is all foggy and he can't seems to think straight. Especially after what happened between he and Patricia last night.
"Make sure you don't check up on my sister's lips as well." Chris yelled after them and Grace groaned. She didn't know Chris was still so annoying. But she likes this version of him, marriage seems to have a good effect on him.
"Do not pay any attention to Chris. You know how he can be at times." Grace apologised and paused as soon as they got to William's room.
"Grace..." Mike's voice trembled as he called out her name.
Grace turned back and noticed how horrible he looked. It seems as though he didn't get enough sleep. Only then she did remember that he left the mansion very upset last night.
"Last night!" Grace gasped.
"What happened?" She asked and Mike's eyes softened.
"Just hug me," Mike begged and Grace pulled him closer and wrapped her hands around him.
"Mike what happened?" Grace asked but Mike didn't say anything. He just allowed himself to be vulnerable as tears flowed down his eyes. He never thought he would ever be this comfortable with Grace, but her arms is the only place he feels safe right now.
"Mike please tell me what happened? Are you okay? Did Patricia do anything to you?" Grace asked and Mike pulled Grace closer. He needed to feel the warmth only her body could offer.
"She lied to me Grace. I've been living a lie. All these years, all these while, I have been living a lie." Mike repeated, and cried even more. Grace didn't know what to do or how to console him, so she just patted his back and let him cry for as long as he needed.
After a while, Mike gathered himself and pulled away from Grace. Grace helped him wiping the tears using the sleeve of her shirt.
"It's okay if you can't work today. We can always have another doctor around." Grace said and Mike shook his head.
"No that will not be necessary, I just needed to get that off my chest. But I'm fine, it's nothing really." Mike said and pulled Grace close.
He placed a kiss on her mouth and wrapped his arms around her waist. He wished he could do more than this right now, but he can't.
"Once we are done here, can you and I go somewhere private where it will just be the two of us?" Mike asked and Grace who was still recovering from the kiss nodded her head.
"Hmmm... Yes, sure let's do that." Grace agreed and Mike was pleased. Mike and Grace made way inside the room and met Mrs Whitney already awake while William was just on the couch sleeping with his head slightly tilted.
"Dad!" Grace ran to her father and tapped him while Mrs Whitney just sat there on the bed without saying anything.
She woke up a while ago only to find herself in this big room with William by her side. She has not been able to accept or come to terms with everything that has happened since last night.
She watched as Jane walked into the room and wished she could pull her close and hug her. She never had the opportunity of watching her children grow up.
Maria took them away from her the minute she gave birth to them. She didn't even get to see them or knew what they looked like. The feeling of anguish and guilt have tormented her for years.
And she prayed for a long time just to see her children even once. Now that they are here with her, she doubt if she will ever have the courage to even touch them.
She's beyond heartbroken. Not only did she lose the love of her life, she also lost her three children, and now they all belong to the woman who took them away from her.
Tears flowed down her eyes as grief consumed her being.
"Whitney..." she heard William called her and she threw her face away.