Benjamin skillfully took out the medicine and gave it to Emerie, showing that he regularly takes care of his wife.
All of this was observed by Old Mrs. Wilson, who said in a deep voice, "Benjamin, take Emerie upstairs to rest."
"Okay." Benjamin seemed completely unconcerned about Ophelia Wilson's presence, his eyes full of concern for his ailing wife.
Benjamin helped Emerie upstairs, and Old Mrs. Wilson, naturally worried, followed along, instructing the maid to prepare some easy-to-eat food to bring up.
After all the commotion, her daughter hadn't had lunch yet; Emerie's health couldn't afford hunger.
After ensuring they were upstairs, Old Mrs. Wilson turned to Chaya Davis and said, "Stop putting on an act here. As Emerie's father, I know her best."
"Uncle, I..." Chaya Davis pressed the corners of her eyes, sobbing pitifully.
