CH-59 Iris is in coma.

"Don't you dare complete that sentence!" Nisho narrowed her eyes, the rage locked on her face, displaying her true or different nature to others.

"Do you know what your father will feel? In simple words, Two women cannot be in a relationship. My daughters are not lesbians, and you can only love the opposite gender."

Ely rubbed her flushed cheeks and groaned provocatively.

She chortled, then took a deep breath before speaking with a dangerous expression. "Fufufu~~ See! There's your real face of yours, always trying to dominate your children like pawns on a chess board."

"I'm an adult, and no longer under your authority. Also... I've discussed my 'name change petition' with other friends of mine. Even without your appointment, I have an intention to leave this family and live my life with whomever I choose."

"You-" Nisho's countenance turned verdant with fury, but she was interrupted by another voice.

"Don't quarrel, this is a hospital." Gwen admonished, observing how people were gossiping at them with rapt attention. She had discovered her girlfriend and prospective mother-in-law embroiled in an argument.

"Gwen!" Ely flung herself onto Gwen, deliberately briefly kissing upon her lips, overtly showing their amorous bond to Nisho.

Gwen's head tilted quizzically, for she was unacquainted with the White family dynamics, as Ely hadn't scant information beyond mentioning Iris.

Nevertheless, she reciprocated the kiss and discerned Nisho's perturbed state, thinking that Ely may be very scared. To circumvent further discord within the hospital's confines, the incensed Nisho departed from them.

Gwen tenderly looks upon Nisho's retreating form then quickly changes topic after realising. "What's the aftermath here?... No! What befell Iris? Is she unharmed?"

"...I-Iris is unwell." Ely's voice quavered as she elucidated the circumstances surrounding Iris's collapse at her abode, neither embellishing nor omitting details.

Arle also reappeared, accompanied by a senior physician from Shen Shen hospital, who hastened into the emergency room with a lot of sweat naked in the temple.

Here's a funny way to write the passage:

Arle gave Gwen a toothy grin and thrust into an overly formal introduction, "Greetings, Aunt! I am Arle Hope, the progeny of Iris hope."

"... What?" Gwen's face went completely blank, her brain doing a hard reboot as she loaded Arle's dialogue.

She slowly turned to stare at Ely, her expression a perfect mirror of the computer error screen. "Uh...bwah? Did I get whacked over the head or is reality just super glitchy today?"

Ely snorted, trying and failing to stifle her laughter after breaking hug and also said hilariously to lighten the mood.

"Honey… I think the hospital's ventilation system is pumping in some good stuff today. Either that or we've thrown ourselves into an alternate dimension where I'm somehow old enough to have grown two kids of yours."

"...Ooh!" Gwen's eyes twinkled with mischief, realising Ely wasn't sobbing about Iris's condition but trying to keep her spirits up before the bad news hit.

She leaned in conspiratorially, "Ah, why bother with other realms… Aren't you a full-grown woman already? or shall I run you away on a honeymoon and put a bun in your oven tonight to impregnate you?"

[A.N- There will be a phenomenon, where the same gender could have a child in my novel. Let's save it for the future.]

Ely's face instantly matched a ripe tomato. She buried her burning cheeks into Gwen's chest, muffling a squeaky "Dummy!" against her girlfriend's ample bosom.

Arle watched the exchange with an utterly baffled expression. 'I say, this strange new reality becomes more discombobulating by the moment. Where has the property fled to?'

She glanced at Gwen, who had long white hair and captivating blue eyes with a youthful appearance, And is dressed in a white lace dress with puffed sleeves.

As for her physical features, Gwen's height is around 185 cm, quite tall. She has a slender, delicate build with a fair complexion. Her facial features are soft and gentle, with a small nose and full lips.

Then… Gwen squinted at Arle suspiciously. "And just who is this mysterious lady claiming to be our long-lost niece? Plus Iris's daughter!"

She whipped her head around to Ely. "Is she trying to bamboozle us with some cockamamie story?"

Ely looped an arm around Arle's shoulders jovially. "... Well, you know how it goes… in a mansion… one minute I was a carefree young woman, the next I became aunty to an entire litter of nieces and nephews sprung from who knows where!"

Arle played along, batting her eyelashes innocently. "Why, dear aunties, I am but a humble maiden appearing as if by magic into your lives. Wondrously fortuitous happenstance, is it not?"

"Ahhh… I'm not buying it, missy. This reeks of some plot twist." She poked Arle's cheek suspiciously. "Are you really made of flesh and blood, or are you a hologram rigged up to gaslight me?"

"Gah!" Arle clutched her cheek in mock horror. "... You've seen through my fragile façade! I'm naught but light and code, doomed to haunt this plane as an ethereal spirit niece!"

Ely snorted, doubling over with laughter at their absurd back-and-forth. "Okay, okay, you two win. Maybe I inhaled some weird fumes earlier because this is getting deliriously silly!"

The trio shared a soft chuckle together, then their expressions turned solemn as they redirected their eyes to the emergency ward.

The playful banter had served to lighten the mood, but now the situation demanded bottom level seriousness.

"Don't fret, she will recover," Gwen reassured, gently patting both Ely and Arle on the head before taking a seat.

Closing her eyes, her thoughts lingered on a grave contingency, 'If circumstances escalate perilously... for Ely's sake, I shall use that measure to cure Iris. I cannot bear to see her devastation if Iris were to perish… It would be prudent to summon Amelia as well.'

Ten minutes elapsed before the doctor Arle had summoned to come out, removing his surgical mask and regarding Arle with a grave expression.

"What is her condition?" Arle inquired, as Ely and Gwen waited with bated breath. The doctor, who was also a member in Eclipse shadow, hesitated.

Because it was Arle who had posed the question, a high-ranking member of the Eclipse shadow, yet duty-bound to share the prognosis.

While he doesn't know Iris's Twilight identity, he recognized her significance to Arle, prompting the urgent call from her residence.

"Um... Miss Iris is in a coma. We cannot predict when she might take her consciousness back."

"Perhaps, It could be three days or perhaps a week, who knows?... In any case, Miss Arle, I must request your presence in my office. There are matters of import I must discuss with you."