In that instant, he realized that he actually liked Eleanor Hollis. Maybe ever since he woke up to the smell of breakfast that morning, he had liked that woman, with a warmth he wanted to keep by his side forever. But what happened with Martha also made him understand that he couldn’t protect her well; keeping her by his side would only harm her. Moreover, Eleanor Hollis was fond of Hugo Quinn and her heart never had room for anyone else. Hugo Quinn had already boarded the plane with Eleanor Hollis in his arms. While holding her in his embrace, he felt as though an eternity had passed. After the storm, today was a bright sunny day. As the plane entered the clouds, a rainbow could be seen not far away. He stared at the rainbow for a while, thinking about a sentence from a book: "Just as meeting a rainbow finally reveals its existence," it was very fitting. When the plane stopped at Serenford, he felt as if he had woken from a horrible nightmare. "President." The most update n0vels are published on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵 Lan Yancy was waiting outside the airport. Seeing him arrive with a woman in his arms, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes. It wasn’t until he got closer that he saw it was Eleanor Hollis. "Miss... Miss Hollis?" Wasn’t Miss Hollis supposed to be dead? The president had rushed out in a hurry last night, and no one knew where he had gone. It was later discovered that he had flown overseas on a private jet. With such a big storm last night, flying was extremely dangerous. If struck by lightning, the plane would be destroyed, and he had been worried sick all night. It was only when he finally received news of their safe return that he rushed to the airport. Hugo Quinn carried Eleanor Hollis into the car, his eyes full of excitement. The initial bitterness quietly receded, replaced by a joy of regaining what was lost. The car stopped at the villa, and he slowly got out with her still in his arms. Eleanor Hollis still hadn’t woken up. If Cole Crawford had decided to have Hugo take her away, the dosage of the sleeping pills must have been considerable. At least enough to keep her asleep for an entire day. Besides, she hadn’t been sleeping well lately. With the effect of the medication, she slept deeper. Lan Yancy had been suppressing his excitement, pacing anxiously at the door. The young heir would be overjoyed to know Miss Hollis was okay. Heaven knows how upset he had been recently. After Hugo laid Eleanor Hollis on the bed, he didn’t immediately leave the room but sat nearby, carefully observing her features. She seemed to have lost some weight. He took her hand and placed it against his cheek, his gaze filled with affection. Finally, he had found her again. At seven in the evening, Eleanor Hollis woke up on time. Seeing the familiar ceiling, her heart jumped, and she nervously grasped the sheet underneath her. Cole Crawford had said she’d wake up in Hugo’s bed, and indeed, everything was under his control. She heard footsteps outside the door and quickly lay back down, unsure how to face Hugo. "Doctor, she’s been sleeping for so long. Will there be any issues?" Hugo had called a doctor because Eleanor Hollis had been asleep throughout the journey and hadn’t woken up yet. He was worried something might be wrong with her health. The doctor checked her and then shook his head. "Mr. Quinn, Miss Hollis only took some sleeping medication. She probably hasn’t been resting well lately, which is why she’s sleeping so deeply. She’ll be fine once she wakes up." Hugo then relaxed and had Lan Yancy escort the doctor out. Eleanor Hollis was very nervous. She felt Hugo sit beside her and hold her hand. He didn’t speak, and she kept pretending to sleep, unsure of what to say. "Wake up and get up. You’ve been hungry all day and haven’t eaten anything." His voice was gentle as he lifted her blanket. Eleanor Hollis knew she couldn’t keep pretending to sleep and slowly opened her eyes. She glanced at Hugo and then quickly looked away, opening her mouth but not saying anything. "I know you’re blaming me." Hugo’s voice was filled with pain, and his eyes reddened. "Eleanor, I’m sorry. I failed to protect you." Eleanor Hollis felt a pang in her heart. Initially, she had indeed held resentment toward the Quinton Family because of what Old Master Quinn had done, which had left a huge shadow in her heart, but she had calmed down over the past few days. She was hurting, but what about Hugo? In truth, Hugo was in more pain than she was because that was his family. Just as Hugo was about to speak, Marcus’s crying, loud and heart-wrenching, came from outside. He was startled and quickly got up to go out, only to see Marcus standing on the stairs, crying. Upon seeing Hugo, Marcus turned his head sharply. "Dad, didn’t you say that besides Mom, you wouldn’t want any other woman? Why did they say you brought a woman into the house? Mom just died and you’re already . Men really are no good!" He wiped his tears, still sobbing. Hugo’s brow furrowed. Where was Lan Yancy? Wasn’t he supposed to be standing guard here just a moment ago? "Wah, wah, wah, I want to see which woman went into the bedroom!" Marcus pushed Hugo aside and directly opened the door to the room. Seeing Eleanor Hollis sitting on the bed, he thought he was hallucinating and stood dazed at the doorway. "Dad, is today the seventh day?" He’d heard that the deceased would come back to say goodbye to their family on the seventh day. Was Mom back to say goodbye? Hugo felt a pang of distress. This child craved maternal love so much, and in the days that Eleanor Hollis was gone, his happiness never reached his eyes. "Your mom couldn’t bear to leave us and came back. Marcus, go give her a hug." Hugo nudged Marcus on the shoulder, but Marcus stood rooted to the spot. He pinched his thigh and only then realized he wasn’t dreaming. Did Mom really come back? Eleanor Hollis felt a bit distressed seeing Marcus like that and beckoned him over. "Marcus, come here. I’ve only been away a few days, and you seem to have lost weight." Upon hearing her voice, Marcus’s nose twitched, and he ran over immediately, throwing himself into her arms. "Mom, I thought you were dead! It scared me to death. I thought I’d never have a mom again." Eleanor Hollis’s eyes reddened as well, hearing the child’s cries, as a bitter feeling slowly spread within. Hugo stood by the door for a while, then closed it and walked over. Marcus cried in Eleanor’s arms for a long time, eventually falling asleep from crying. Hugo was just about to carry him to sleep in the next room, but Marcus immediately woke up and clung tightly to Eleanor’s clothes. "Dad, I want to sleep with Mom. You sleep in the other room, okay?" Hugo’s hand trembled. He wanted to throw the kid out the window. He had finally found her again; why should his son get to enjoy her company? He declared firmly, but Marcus held onto Eleanor’s clothes, unwilling to let go.