Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 346: Reunion

Moira Young hadn’t yet responded, but she smelled that faint, familiar scent on him. Her eyes became red, and she slowly raised her head, seeing that familiar face. She exclaimed in surprise, "Uncle, it’s really you! How could you leave me? Do you know how crazily I’ve been searching for you these past few days? Uncle, I’ve missed you so much."

As she spoke, she habitually leaned toward Julian Sinclair, tightly hugging him.

Julian Sinclair initially wanted to say something, but upon seeing Moira Young like this, he could only sigh. Just as he was about to touch her hair, he heard Moira Young’s choking voice, "Uncle, Fiona Rhodes said you’re getting married? This isn’t true, is it?"

Julian Sinclair fell silent, even retracting his outstretched hand. Moira Young noticed Julian Sinclair avoiding her gaze, her unease growing stronger. She gripped Julian Sinclair’s sleeve tightly, her voice carrying a hint of pleading, "Uncle, I believe you. As long as you tell me it’s a lie, I won’t ask anymore. Just tell me it’s fake, okay?"

Julian Sinclair didn’t answer, only looking at Moira Young with a trace of obvious guilt in his eyes. Moira Young felt even more hurt at the moment, mercilessly shaking off Julian Sinclair’s supporting hand, her eyes full of accusation and sadness towards him. She said nothing more, turning angrily and leaving without looking back.

Otherwise, she would have seen the pain and hurt in Julian Sinclair’s eyes.

But she barely managed to walk a few steps before her vision went black, and she slowly fell to the ground like a falling leaf.

She felt herself fall into a warm embrace and involuntarily murmured, "Uncle..."

"Doctor, can you tell me why the patient in this bed fainted?" A familiar male voice rang out. Moira Young, in a haze, seemed to grasp onto something. Though her consciousness was gradually clearing, her eyes couldn’t open, resigning herself to listen to the outside world.

"Oh, she fainted because she hasn’t been eating or drinking for a long time. Her health wasn’t good already and she hasn’t had proper sleep, that’s why she fainted. Honestly, do you young people really have to go to extremes for love?"

The doctor sighed, "As the patient’s family, you shouldn’t agitate her when she wakes up. Such a pretty girl turning into this, and you can bear it. I won’t say much more; otherwise you’ll think I’m nagging. There’s nothing serious now, just make sure she rests well and eats regular meals..."

After that, Moira Young lost consciousness, waking up only on the afternoon of the next day.

"Cough... Where am I..." Moira Young’s slight movement woke Adrian Grant, who had been keeping vigil nearby. He gently helped Moira Young, adjusting the pillow so she could sit more comfortably, "Moira, you finally woke up. This is the hospital. Yesterday you suddenly ran out of the hotel, I couldn’t stop you in time. Luckily, nothing big happened, otherwise I wouldn’t know how to explain to your Uncle."

"I’m sorry." Moira Young’s eyes were full of apology. Indeed, she had been impulsive the day before. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Thinking it over, there were many doubts about the whole situation. If Julian Sinclair really liked Fiona Rhodes, he would have been with her long ago; why wait until now?

Sadly...

Noticing Moira Young’s hoarse voice, Adrian Grant poured a cup of water and handed it to her.

Moira Young took small sips of water, and when her throat finally eased, she spoke in a low voice, "Adrian, I saw Uncle yesterday. He saved me, he brought me to the hospital. There must be a misunderstanding. Please find him for me, I need to clear things up."

Listening to her, Adrian Grant fell silent.

"Adrian, take me to see Uncle. He must have called the ambulance, right? He’s worried about me, I mean something to him; otherwise, why would he save me?" Moira Young’s voice trembled, trying to smile, but her mouth couldn’t form one.

Adrian Grant hugged Moira Young sympathetically, gently patting her back.

But his actions only made Moira Young’s heart sink further; she understood Adrian Grant was comforting her. Why did he need to comfort her?

Why? She couldn’t believe this was true!

Seeing Adrian Grant’s silence, her face darkened instantly, "You don’t believe what I said? Doctor! Doctor! I want to be discharged! I want to go back to my country! I want to find Uncle, this situation can’t be like this, I don’t believe it!"

With that, she aimed to remove the IV needle from her left hand, but Adrian Grant noticed her intention first. He silently hugged her tightly, stopping her actions and pressed the call button.

Soon, the doctor arrived, and seeing Moira Young’s agitated expression and words, he instantly understood, quietly stepping forward to administer a sedative.

Only when Moira Young calmed down did the doctor breathe a sigh of relief.

He gave Adrian Grant a disapproving look, "Didn’t I tell you to properly comfort the patient? With her current mental state, if not addressed seriously, it might develop into severe psychological issues in the future. You as the family member are truly lacking."

Adrian Grant was almost swallowed by guilt due to the doctor’s criticism. If he had stopped Moira Young then, perhaps she wouldn’t have nearly been hit by a car, wouldn’t have met Julian Sinclair, and wouldn’t have ended up in the hospital. It all boiled down to him not taking good care of her as her brother.

Adrian Grant knew Moira Young’s temperament and if not persuaded, she would definitely ignore her condition to return home. Only softly could he comfort, "Don’t worry just yet. You haven’t eaten in a long time. Even if you were discharged now to return home, your brain wouldn’t support it, your body wouldn’t permit it. Please, take care and recover first; I’ll help you find Julian Sinclair, alright?"

Seeing Adrian Grant’s tired eyes because of her, Moira Young silently nodded, agreeing to his suggestion.

However, Moira Young’s sadness was still hard to dispel, and it affected her appetite more and more. Initially, under Adrian Grant’s persuasion, she could eat some fruit, but now she couldn’t even drink water, and at night, she suffered insomnia from excessively missing Julian Sinclair.

She hadn’t had an IV drip for a long time either, each time the nurse left, she’d pull out the IV tube and throw the drip into the trash.

The doctor noticed Moira Young’s health was declining rapidly, blaming her as a patient who didn’t care for her body while both privately and publicly reminding Adrian Grant, as a relative, to better resolve Moira Young’s emotions.

Adrian Grant had no choice but to chat with Moira Young tirelessly each time. Initially there was some effect, but over time, Moira Young’s speech even became weak and listless.

Adrian Grant felt both sympathetic and frustrated; Moira Young was skin and bones now, having lost the chubby baby fat on her face and becoming skeletal, even her once luminous eyes turned into stagnant pools.