“You’re just getting better and haven’t fully recovered.”

Byron’s eyebrows were knitted, and he disagreed.

Rosalie patiently explained, “I know what I’m doing. I can get out of bed and walk now.”

The two were in a standoff.

After debating for a while, Byron compromised. “You can’t leave the hospital. If you’re worried, I can ask Luther to bring them to the hospital.”

Rosalie hesitated upon hearing that suggestion. “They’ll know I’m ill if they come here.”

She did not want to worry the kids.

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Byron pondered momentarily and suggested, “Just say you got a cold and fever after getting off the plane, and I asked you to go to the hospital. They’re kids and won’t know much.”

Rosalie did not think it was a good idea. However, she agreed since Byron had said so.

Byron called Luther immediately.

Luther had just sent Mary and Chloe back. Just as he parked the car below the hospital, he got a call from Byron.

“Sir, I’ve driven Miss Lincoln and Miss Wilson back home.”

Luther reported as