Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 313: Honey, Why Are You Crying?

Florence Sinclair was in pain all over. Looking at the bruises on her skin in the mirror, she felt miserable, and she thought Mrs. Sinclair and Sebastian Sinclair would surely be upset.

After dinner she did a bit of embellishing on her injuries, then changed into a swimsuit and donned a bathrobe before heading out.

At the hot springs, Sebastian Sinclair and his wife were already soaking in the reserved pool.

Juliana Jacobs wore a bathrobe, but it was chilly at night, so Elias Langley draped a thick cloak over her before allowing her to go outside.

Just as the two of them arrived, they happened to encounter Florence Sinclair.

At the private hot spring area, each pool entrance had an attendant.

Florence Sinclair bowed gracefully to Elias Langley and was about to walk confidently into the pool, remove her bathrobe, and reveal her injuries to Sebastian Sinclair, his wife, and Elias Langley.

Just then, however, the attendant stopped her with a serious expression.

"I’m sorry, miss, but your face is unusually flushed, which makes us suspect you may have been drinking. According to the resort’s regulations, to ensure the safety of our guests, anyone who has consumed alcohol is strictly prohibited from entering the hot springs."

Florence Sinclair was quite displeased with the attendant’s sudden interruption, "I don’t have a habit of needing to drink with meals, why are you talking nonsense?"

The attendant didn’t argue with her, quickly checked the tablet in his hand, and his tone turned even more formal.

"There is ’Secret Recipe Drunken Immortal Duck’ in your dinner set menu. This dish is cooked with a large amount of high-quality rice wine, and while the alcohol may not fully evaporate during the braising process. For your health and safety, please understand."

Florence Sinclair was greatly taken aback, "I ordered the set menu, I didn’t ask for a dish containing alcohol, you did this on purpose, didn’t you?"

She immediately suspected that these people might have been bribed by Juliana.

The attendant showed her the tablet, "Miss, our room service ordering has different room numbers and verification codes for each room, and the ordering code is only received on the phone that made the reservation. This set menu was indeed ordered by you, and there is a note under the dish, ’You need to wait four hours after eating this dish before entering the hot spring.’"

Florence Sinclair was dumbfounded as she read the small print.

Did this line exist when she ordered?

The Drunken Immortal Duck tasted great, and she didn’t detect any alcohol flavor, but after eating it, she did feel her blood circulation accelerate.

"Florence..."

Mrs. Sinclair heard the commotion at the door, put on a bathrobe, and came out, seeing that she really looked like she’d been drinking, she said: "Since the resort has such regulations, it’s for your own good, you should go back to the room and rest tonight, we have activities tomorrow, let’s have fun then."

Florence Sinclair froze in place.

Was the beating she endured just going to become an unknown joke that no one would feel sorry for?

"Move aside, we haven’t been drinking, if you keep blocking us here, it’s on you if my wife catches a cold."

Elias Langley and Juliana Jacobs had been standing at the back watching because Florence Sinclair was going in first.

The outdoor fall air was quite chilly, he was worried that Juliana Jacobs couldn’t bear it, and held her tightly.

Florence Sinclair was prompted to move, instinctively moving out of the way to let them through to the pool.

Elias Langley wrapped his arm around Juliana Jacobs and walked them in.

The attendant, seeing they were all in, closed the door behind them.

Mrs. Sinclair grumbled as she returned to the pool, "Florence is such a grown-up, how could she be so careless? Eating food cooked with rice wine before entering a hot spring, it’s just like drinking alcohol."

Soaking in the pool all along, Sebastian Sinclair removed the towel from his face, glanced briefly outside, and said, "Adults must take responsibility for their actions."

In truth, he didn’t want outsiders joining their family gathering, thus using this method to send Florence Sinclair off to bed.

Seeing Elias Langley and Juliana Jacobs approach, Sebastian Sinclair’s face broke into a smile.

"Did you catch a chill outside? Come on down, it’ll warm you right up soaking in the pool."

Mrs. Sinclair glanced at him, noticing his unabashed fondness for Juliana Jacobs.

Juliana Jacobs removed her cloak, loosened her robe, and just as she was about to step into the pool, the horrifying scar on her abdomen was exposed to the air, and Mrs. Sinclair, sitting in the pool, gasped unexpectedly and cried out, "Oh my..."

Juliana Jacobs stopped instantly, instinctively wanting to put her robe back on and leave.

"It’s okay, it’s okay."

Elias Langley reacted swiftly, immediately using his broad frame to shield her from Mrs. Sinclair, keeping her safely in his embrace.

Juliana Jacobs was filled with self-consciousness, "I told you we shouldn’t wear this kind of swimsuit, and you said it won’t scare anyone."

Elias Langley gently patted her back, "It really doesn’t scare anyone, Mrs. Sinclair just overreacted, don’t mind her."

At the same time, Sebastian Sinclair addressed his wife, softly saying, "Someone in the life-saving business like you has weathered tough situations, why are you losing composure in front of the children? Do you just hate her that much?"

Mrs. Sinclair was momentarily embarrassed by his words.

Under Elias Langley’s protection, Juliana Jacobs stepped into the hot spring, but even so, she still frowned slightly and intentionally avoided looking at the couple sitting across.

Elias Langley cared for her feelings, too, faced her and leaned against the edge of the hot spring together.

Sebastian Sinclair felt distressed by Juliana Jacobs’ timid demeanor.

"Can Juliana’s scars be removed?" he asked.

Elias Langley replied, "We have been using scar removal ointment, her other scars aren’t visible anymore, and this one... has faded a lot compared to before."

Which meant the scars were even more horrifying earlier.

Sebastian Sinclair’s heart seized painfully, and he instinctively blurted out his question, "How did they happen?"

"Electric shocks." Juliana Jacobs softly spoke.

Both Sebastian and Mrs. Sinclair were stunned into silence upon hearing this.

Mrs. Sinclair, as an expert in genetic engineering, naturally knew that using abdominal electric shock on women is a very typical extreme method, leaving traces generally found in illegal places on the black market.

Even unrelated people end up feeling sympathetic upon learning about such an ordeal, and indeed Mrs. Sinclair’s gaze towards Juliana Jacobs softened.

Elias Langley gently tucked loose strands of hair behind Juliana Jacobs’ ear and quietly said, "You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to."

Juliana Jacobs lifted her eyes to him, a faint smile appearing at the corners of her mouth.

"It’s alright, these scars make me feel weak, but I have to learn to overcome them. Thank goodness you arrived just in time that day, really, thank you."

Back then Elias Langley didn’t know her identity, it was Summer Shaw who told him to look for her.

Indeed, at that time, his feelings for her were already not ordinary.

Because of her words, Elias Langley embraced her face and kissed her corner of the mouth, "I’m sorry."

Juliana Jacobs pursed her lips, averting her gaze from him.

Mrs. Sinclair felt like she’d eaten a mouthful of dog food, shifting her gaze back to her husband, only to find her husband’s eyes reddened.

"Honey, why are you crying?"