If Mark’s mom hadn't been cooking for the Howard family, he might never have had such an opportunity.
He was forever grateful to the Howards.
He had heard the story countless times from his mother—how when she was pregnant with him, times got tough, especially after his father walked out on them.
If it weren't for Alyssa's kind heart, taking them in when they had nowhere else to go, the outcome could have been grim, possibly even tragic.
...
Balfour drove Ivy straight to the hospital, back to the same room, the same doctor.
The doctor was surprised to see them back so soon. "Didn't you just get discharged yesterday? What happened now?"
But after noticing Ivy gingerly lifting her foot, revealing a swollen mass, his brow furrowed with concern.
"What did you do to yourself? You really need to take care of your body, Mrs. Howard. You may be young, but that doesn't mean invincible."
On seeing the bruise marring Ivy's otherwise flawless skin, Balfour's expression tightened. He hadn't realized in the woods just how badly she was hurt. No wonder she trembled in his arms—he had thought it was the chill, but now it was clear she was fighting through pain.
"Can you tell me if it's a sprain or a fracture?" Ivy asked, urgency in her voice. She was anxious to get back to the set.
At this critical juncture, she couldn't afford to be sidelined with a broken bone which would take months to recover. If it was broken, who knew how long before she could return to the cameras?
Balfour could tell what was weighing on her mind.
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